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A Message From Remier
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2026-10-22 13:01:25The smell reached us before the camp did, a mix of smoke and blood with something worse beneath both. I pulled my cloak over my nose, but it did nothing; the smell seemed to settle against the back of my throat instead. Perhaps that was why none of us had spoken for the last half mile. Even Zin.
The trees thinned ahead, reminding me of riding through them the last time we'd been here. Back then, Bella had gone rigid
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