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... > I flinch, muscles tensing for a trap, but nothing snaps. No vines descend.
I look down. It’s not mud. It’s stone, covered in a thick, sponge-like grey moss.
I stumble forward a few more feet, putting the wall of fog behind me, and then I just let gravity win. I collapse onto the mossy ground.
It’s cold. Wet. And absolutely wonderful.
I roll onto my back, staring up at a weeping grey sky. The temperature is cool, hovering near freezing—a blessing for my lung ...
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