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... t. The moons were half-full, casting long, flickering shadows across the rolling landscape.
The air was crisp, filled with the scent of damp earth, wild herbs, and the lingering traces of distant storms.
And through it all—they ran.
Malakar was at the front, moving with a calm, unshaken rhythm. His skeletal frame needed no rest, no food, no water. His violet-flamed eyes remained focused, ever watching, ever calculating.
Argolaith kept close behind, feeling the slo ...
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