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... and left a frothy wake behind as New Vein Academy’s atoll shrank in the distance. I leaned against the railing while enjoying the salt spray on my face and the brief reprieve from Braxton’s torture sessions that he insisted on calling training.
A stiff breeze carried the scent of brine and something that almost felt like freedom, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my classmates looking so damn alive.
The light danced across the water’s surface in a hypnotic pattern th ...
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