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The camp had been stripped to its bones—no lingering embers, no stray scraps of cloth, no sign that men and women had lived here for months.
Lan stood at the center of it, his pale-grey eyes sweeping the ground like a final inspection.
The talismans that had once shielded them from eyes both mortal and imperial lay in Miller’s hands, their faint glow dying as they were rolled and bound in oilcloth.
One by one, the protections fell, and the cold of the real world ...
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