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CHAPTER 37

Author: Kola De
last update publish date: 2026-05-10 19:08:34
Amara

I woke in a place I'd never seen, which is the surest sign that other people have been keeping you alive while you weren't around to help.

A deep dry overhang of rock, a fire set well back from the mouth, the smell of pine pitch and someone's cooking. Daylight at the entrance, the wrong angle for the morning I remembered. I'd lost time. More than a night.

I knew before I sat up that something was gone. I felt lighter.

A strand of hair had fallen across my face, and it was white.

I hel
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