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CHAPTER 142

Author: MidasPen
last update publish date: 2026-09-18 23:42:10

The hours crawled by like centuries.

The sun had risen and begun its slow descent toward the horizon, painting the sky in shades of amber and gold. I had been searching for six hours. Maybe seven. Maybe more. I had lost count somewhere in the tangle of trees and shadows, somewhere between the desperate howls and the crushing silence that followed.

My body was failing me. Every step sent fire through my wounds, every breath a sharp reminder of how close I had come to death the night before. The
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