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Chapter 16: The Fifth Stone

Autor: Desire steve
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-24 15:37:42

My fingers held the fifth precious stone of the day.

I stared at the miserable little thing as I rested it in my palm, wondering how something so small could have cost me so much. My fingers were covered in dirt and dried blood, and the wounds on my back had reopened so many times that I could hardly remember what it was like to move without hurting.

My shoulders ached from swinging the digger, and my knees threatened to give way whenever I attempted to stand. Hunger had become a constant torme
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