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Not once.
Silence wrapped around it like a burial shroud as they moved away from the valley. The road thinned into a scar through ash and stone, and the oath pulsed unevenly now—no longer a steady pull, but a wound that throbbed with each step.
The woman’s hands shook.
The man noticed, said nothing.
Behind them, the wind carried whispers—but fewer now. The names still drifted, but they slid past her without catching, as if something essential had been carved ...
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