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... to sweat with the weight of history. Mikhail’s boots echoed with each step, the sound bouncing off the walls like a war drum in miniature. He moved carefully, still adjusting to his younger body—leaner, lighter, less burdened by the aches of a world that no longer existed.
The guard said nothing. Only the clink of keys at his hip and the scrape of iron-toed boots accompanied them. Mikhail stole glances out small slitted windows. Beyond them, snow fell in heavy sheets. St. Petersburg in w ...
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