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CHAPTER 67
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The next day dawned gray and cold, the kind of sky that pressed down on the valley like a weight. Mist clung to the riverbank, curling around the crude wall they had built, seeping through every gap like fingers probing for weakness.Ava stood at the edge of the barricade, palms braced against the rough stones. Her skin ached from yesterday’s labor, but she couldn’t stop scanning the tree line. The silence was wrong—too deep, too expectant.Behind her, the fractured ones shuffled about their work. Some sharpened stakes with flint, others twisted rope from shredded vines. They moved slowly, their bodies exhausted but their eyes more alert than she’d ever seen them. Something about the air had shifted overnight. Fear, yes—but something sharper too.Hope.It lived in the way they glanced at her, in the way Mara passed food around with a tired smile, in the way Joren dashed between groups carrying messages as though he’d been born to it.But Ava also noticed the murmurs. Conversations tha
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The forest beyond the cave was alive with whispers. By midday, a chill had crept into the air, and though the fractured ones worked to clean weapons and stretch strips of deer meat over the fire, their eyes kept straying to the treeline. The howls of wolves had returned—not the loyal pack that had followed Ava, but something harsher, wilder, threaded with a rhythm that made the skin crawl.Ava stood at the mouth of the cave, arms folded, watching the distant shapes flicker between the trees. The Wilds had not attacked again, not yet, but she could feel them circling. Testing. Waiting. It was like standing on the edge of a storm, knowing lightning would strike but not knowing when.Mara joined her, wiping her hands on a rag. “They’re restless,” she murmured. “The people. And the Wilds.”“They can feel it,” Ava said. “The air. It’s… heavier. Like the curse didn’t die with the crystal. Like it just changed its shape.”Mara didn’t answer, but her silence said enough.Behind them, the frac
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The bodies of the Wilds were dragged outside before dawn, their twisted shapes smoldering in the fire Silas ordered lit on the riverbank. The smell of burning flesh clung to the air, acrid and sour, making everyone gag. No one slept. They sat in silence as the flames hissed and popped, each of them staring at the corpses as though afraid they might rise again.Ava kept the boy pressed against her side, his small hands still trembling. He hadn’t spoken since the attack. Mara tended to Caleb’s ribs, her brow furrowed with worry as she wrapped the bruises with torn strips of cloth. Silas moved among them like a shadow, his axe cleaned and sheathed, his voice low but sharp whenever he gave an order.“Keep the fire stoked,” he said. “If the stench drives more of them off, it’s worth the smoke.”No one argued, but Ava saw the way the fractured ones avoided his gaze. Their eyes slid instead toward her.The gray-eyed man—his name she had finally learned was Joren—broke the silence first. “We
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The night dragged on, heavy and suffocating. The fire had been rebuilt, but its glow did little to ease the fracture carved through the heart of the cave. Two currents of silence ran parallel—one coiled tight around Silas’s command, the other circling Ava’s quiet defiance.The fractured ones moved like shadows, drifting between the two poles as if pulled by tides. Some pressed closer to Silas, seeking the solidity of his authority, their gazes wary but anchored. Others lingered near Ava, their eyes softening when she looked at them, as though her kindness reminded them of a part of themselves they thought long dead.The boy fell asleep curled against Ava’s side, his hand clutching her sleeve. The bramble-haired woman slept near her too, her humming fading into soft breaths. Across the fire, the gray-eyed man sat upright, bruised but unbowed, his eyes fixed on Silas as if daring him to strike again.Caleb sharpened his spear, each scrape loud in the stillness. Mara continued her quiet
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The cave still smelled of burnt wood and fear. Smoke curled along the ceiling in thin ribbons, carrying the sour tang of scorched stone and charred skin. The fractured ones had retreated into corners, huddling together like animals after a storm. Their eyes glittered in the firelight, wary, calculating, half-wild.Silas stood near the mouth of the cave, hands clenched at his sides, his shadow stretched long across the walls. His silence weighed heavier than his roar had minutes earlier. Caleb stood with him, spear planted like a banner, his body still humming with the thrill of violence denied. Mara, as always, watched without a flicker of emotion, her arrowhead glinting as she ran a whetstone over it with slow, deliberate strokes.Ava knelt beside the boy, her blistered hands wrapped in a strip of cloth she’d torn from her own tunic. His small fingers clung to her arm as though letting go would mean drowning. She murmured comfort to him, but her eyes were fixed on Silas.“You didn’t
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Morning came slow and gray, the kind of dawn that seeped through stone instead of breaking it. The cave smelled of damp earth and smoke, and the silence was restless—broken by the occasional whimper, the scrape of claws, or the low grumble of a wolf repositioning itself.Ava woke with the boy still pressed against her side. His breathing was shallow but steady, his face slack in exhausted sleep. She studied him for a long time, memorizing the lines of his too-thin frame, the bruises blooming along his arms. He looked younger when he wasn’t trembling, younger and unbearably fragile.She eased her arm free and rose carefully, pulling the blanket over him. The others—the rescued fractured ones—shifted as she moved. Their eyes tracked her warily, animal and human all at once.Ava crouched near them, keeping her voice soft. “You’re safe here. No one will hurt you.”The bramble-haired woman tilted her head, her lips moving without sound. Ava leaned closer. “What is it?”The whisper came cra
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