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... ed out cars sagged into each other like exhausted animals. The smell was wrong. Not just smoke. Not just rot.
Something metallic.
Something new.
They moved single file through side streets strangled by ferns and creeping vines already reclaiming pavement. The apocalypse had barely begun, and nature was already opportunistic.
Rose led, blade out. Chin high. Tail low and steady.
Felicity followed close enough to brush her shoulder if she reached out.
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