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Not in sleep. Not in rest.
Just. Still.
The thread behind my ribs never faded, never slackened—but it never pulsed either. It was like holding onto something buried under snow, hoping it might still be warm underneath.
We didn't stop moving.
For seventeen days and seventeen nights, we ran.
Not because we knew where we were going—but because we didn't have time to stop. Something was chasing us.
Every night it took a different form. Sometimes i ...
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