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... kewarm, like a breath of warm milk over a badly healed wound. The sky, rinsed clean of stars, brightened into a dirty gray, still stained by the shadows of the night. But the cart was already moving.
The wheels creaked at regular intervals, and every bump tore a groan or a curse from Jonas, wedged in the back, still half-asleep despite the jolts. Up front, Marisse held the reins with a steady hand, her other wrapped in her threadbare cloak, eyes fixed on the hazy horizon where the mounta ...
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