Alpha Atlas
Those who fought to the death days ago, now walked side-by-side.
There had been bloodshed on both sides, countless death and mourning that was long due. The collective desire to go home lingered in the air.
At the head stood me, Atlas, Liam, and Tyra. Directly behind us was the woman and her son, Nicki, and the girls. Behind the five of them were the elderly couple, Finn, and Duke.
I had learned the woman was named Zoey, and her son, Charlie. As Nicki and Zoey chatted, I could see her earlier trepidation fade, replaced by hope that Nicki fed like eager flames.
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