The fire crackled high as if the night itself refused to let their story end quietly.Dane and Ezra sat at the center of a small circle of old friends under the open stars. The gathering felt right, just enough people to fill the air with voices but not so many that it turned into a crowd. Their longtime companions had shown up one by one as the sun dropped, carrying simple food and stronger drink.Old Marcus arrived first, his limp more noticeable now but his grin as wide as ever. "You two still look ready to charge a hill. How do you do it?"Ezra laughed and clapped him on the back. "Practice. And stubbornness. Sit down before you fall down."Lira, the sharp eyed scout who once ran messages through enemy lines, settled next to Dane. "I brought the good stuff. The kind that makes old bones forget their aches. To you both. Many more years."Dane raised his cup. "To all of us. We made it this far."More friends joined quickly. Tomas the elder, not the young leader from recent fights, b
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