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... nd the sea could no longer be heard.
The path carried them into an old coastal town built from stone and bone-white timber, its streets narrow and crooked as if designed to confuse both invaders and ghosts. Shutters hung open, creaking softly though there was no wind. Nets lay tangled across doorways like forgotten traps.
Here, the oath pulled differently.
Heavier.
The man slowed, every instinct screaming. “This place remembers itself.”
The woman nodded. “ ...
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