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Chapter 7: The Woman who knows

KOSSY
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 13.08.2026 22:40:46

POV: Evana

I’d never seen the old woman before.

She lived past the eastern boundary, where the trees grew close together and patrols rarely bothered walking that far.

I’d only gone there because I needed somewhere quiet. Somewhere no one looked at me like a problem still waiting to be solved.

The forest was peaceful.

Until her voice cut through it.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

I turned.

An old woman stood between the trees, she had silver hair loose around her shoulders, leaning heavily on a wooden
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