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Against The True Gods - Chapter 48: Talk
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... in, alone.
The cold winds brushed against the robes draped over his face, while his silver pupils reflected the snowflakes drifting down from the skies.
Vapors escaped his lips with every exhale as he basked in the peaceful sounds of nature.
The soft crunch of snow beneath his boots provided the only interruption to the quiet serenity.
’So my parents must have known something would happen to them. In preparation, they left certain things with people they trusted.’ ...
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