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... dge of a cliff.
The minutes crawled past. Each one felt like an hour, each second a small eternity of not-knowing.
He paced, short, tight circuits that ate at the worn stone of the corridor. He stopped. He paced again. He pressed his ear to the heavy wood of the door, heard nothing, and immediately felt foolish.
What was happening in there?
His father was not a gentle man. Not cruel, not intentionally, but not gentle. He was akin to a wolf who had spent decades pr ...
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