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... e swamp’s usual mist — the one that smelled of moss and promised rain. This grey was heavy. Wet. Stained with the acrid stink of the Toad Lord’s blood and the sulfurous residue of its ruptured throat sac. The air tasted like a blacksmith’s quench barrel left to rot in the sun.
Krug walked the ruin alone before dawn.
He needed to see it without the tribe watching. Without having to hold his face in the shape of a leader. Without having to pretend the sight didn’t make his chest fe ...
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