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Chapter 76: The Weight of What Remains

Author: Rarejewel
last update publish date: 2026-08-14 21:23:51

The archive room stayed lit long after the rest of the camp went to a restless quiet.

I spread both sets of fragments across the main table. Garrick’s notes. The older records. Callum’s trail marks. The second case’s additional pieces. Together they formed a clearer line than any of us had held before.

Sable arrived first. “Outer lines are steady. No sign of the columns turning back yet. I left standing orders to wake me the moment that changes.”

“Good.”

Asher came in next, followed by Wren and
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