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... us climbed, his body grew heavier with each ascent. The green sea had stopped rising, but Atticus had never planned to stop in the first place.
However, as he moved, another obstacle reared its head: the wind.
It whipped around him with ferocity, howling like a storm unleashed, threatening to tear him from the mountainside.
Atticus's grip tightened. Now, he couldn't ascend without keeping at least one hand firmly attached to the mountain, or the wind would sweep him away. ...
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