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... gers tense as trapwire, the splinter of frozen starlight nestled in his palm.
The others in the barracks breathed heavy and uneven, their bodies slack with the forgetfulness of hard labor and harder disappointment.
Even Tavren, who’d spent the last hour plotting a future full of petty violence, snored with the fragile ignorance of a dog who didn’t know he’d be put down come winter.
The night was all absence, no moon, no fire, just the afterimage of pain in his ribs and th ...
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