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... arried a constant sense of motion, like a living thing that never truly rested — the Mara-Struck certainly didn’t. The air smelled clean, almost sterile, as if the ship itself was trying to scrub away the lingering presence of Mara.
Sushang walked a few steps ahead, sword resting awkwardly against her shoulder, posture energetic in a way that did not quite match the seriousness of recent events. Luocha walked beside her at an unhurried pace, hands steady on the handle of the coffin-like ...
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