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In the distance, the Bloody Mountains seemed never to finish, as if each summit were a slightly different repetition of the previous one. But there were changes. Subtle. Cruel. The rock began to show thinner veins, older wounds. Less recent. As if the mountain, too, grew tired of bleeding.
Sebastián did not say it aloud, but he felt it. The stones no longer broke his feet with the same violence. Not because they grew softer, but because his skin had hardened. His body had learned ...
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