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... and start becoming a home.
Krug stood on the highest root of the Elder Tree—the rotting husk that formed the camp’s spine. From here, the world was laid out like a map.
Below him, the tribe didn’t move like refugees anymore. They moved like a machine.
The mud, once a chaotic sludge they had collapsed into, was now tame. Walls of packed earth, reinforced with woven mangrove roots, curved around the clearing, putting a hard barrier between them and the nameless dark of the ...
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