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... e time we reached the river, the sun was higher, casting its light over the flowing water.
I dropped my bag near the shore, cracked my neck, and waded in without hesitation.
The river was cold, but after everything I had been through, it felt refreshing. I ran my fingers through my hair, scrubbing off the dried blood and grime.
Logan sat on the bank, fiddling with the glass core, turning it over in his hands.
"So," Logan said, tossing the core up and catching it. ...
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