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Chapter Eighteen

Penulis: Faith Amos
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-16 03:45:02

The snow did not stop falling.

Instead it grew thicker, and soft and silent, like the world wished nothing had happened. And like he were a man who died with a secret in his throat. as though an arrow had not been sent in the dark, to purpose.

Elara could still see it.

Whenever she closed her eyes, the picture came back, the instant start of the scout body, the noise that never really turned into a scream, how his eyes did not close even when his blood had turned into snow.

She rubbed her
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