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The Witch in the Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis - Chapter 228: The Whispering Walls
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... threaded through the camp like an invisible rope—smoke, ash, and something sharper underneath. Burned grain. Charred dirt. And fear. The kind of fear that spreads quietly, carried not by flame but by conversation.
By the time I stepped into the command pavilion, the war table was already surrounded.
Half the nobles hadn’t even been summoned, but they came anyway. Cowards were always drawn to warmth when it comes from burning someone else’s roof.
The tent was warm with th ...
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