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... p. The air was damp and rich with the scent of old bark, hanging vines, and moss that whispered underfoot with each step.
They walked in silence, boots crunching softly against the strange golden-veined roots that illuminated the trail like veins of buried starlight.
Argolaith led the way, his sword strapped at his back, his eyes sharp, not with fear—but memory.
The deeper they went, the more a strange unease settled over him.
Not danger.
Recognition.
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