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... oat tighter around herself as she stepped off the curb, the winter wind biting at her cheeks.
Her boots crunched against the thin layer of snow that had started to blanket the sidewalks.
It had been a long week.
Too long.
Every step felt heavier, her exhaustion tugged her body down like lead.
The streets were quieter than usual, with most people rushing to finish last-minute shopping before Christmas.
Eira wasn’t in the mood for the holiday cheer, ...
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