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Thorns Of The Desert Moon

last update publish date: 2025-08-02 17:36:41

Alejandro’s POV

The desert sings in silence. Not the silence of peace, but the silence of brewing undercurrents. It is the kind of silence that creeps between your ribs and unthreads you. By the time I set foot in the Sonoran wastelands, I understand: this land was not meant for men. It was made for things older than them.

Inferno is quiet again. Not brooding, just listening intently. The wind here does not blow, it hisses. It makes me feel like it carries secrets in its wake. Not only secrets,
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