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Chapter 322: The First Horizon

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Chapter 322: The First Horizon

​By noon, the high alpine sun had softened the harsh glare of the valley, casting a rich, honeyed light across the open timber deck. The sub-zero wind of the previous days had fully subsided into a gentle, crisp breeze that carried the sharp scent of pine sap and thawing bark.

​Julian stood by the outer railing, a heavy ceramic mug of black coffee held loosely in his right hand. He wore a simple dark thermal shirt with the sleeves rolled up, exposing the corded mu
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