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... when they made camp that night. No distant chirps, no flapping wings overhead. Not even the occasional screech of a hawk. The silence was so total that every movement seemed ten times louder.
The wind whistled through the withered trees like a dying breath, brushing against their makeshift tent. Each gust sent dust swirling through the camp, coating their cloaks in a thin gray film. The fire, shielded by Darius’ new life magic, burned low and carefully, but even that couldn’t shake the c ...
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