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... othes until they clung to me like chains. Every step made the fabric heavier, like it wanted to drag me down with it.
Why does this cloth keep getting heavier? I thought bitterly, forcing myself back up. My legs trembled, but I kept running toward the tree—my goal, my punishment, my test.
Days blurred together this way. Run. Fall. Get back up. Run again. Jasper never let me stop. Sometimes, when I crashed face-first into the dirt, he would stand over me with that maddening smirk. ...
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