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Light returned in thin layers, testing surfaces before committing to them. Shadows shortened reluctantly, as if unsure whether they were still needed. Dew clung to metal and skin alike, indifferent to whether it rested on the living or the dead.
No one announced wakefulness.
They rose as capacity allowed.
The lone figure from the night stood apart, arms folded tight against their chest—not cold, but braced. The unlit flare lay at their feet like an accusation that ha ...
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