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... ful in a way that felt almost intentional, as though the land itself wished to lull them into forgetting what waited beyond.
Dew clung to the grass in fine silver threads, cool beneath their boots. A gentle breeze passed through the open field, carrying the faint scent of moss and distant trees.
Diala exhaled softly.
"The dew here," she said, eyes sweeping the land, "is more refreshing than the grasslands beneath the Arshlands."
No one disagreed.
Before an ...
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