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... uffocating fog.
Not a whisper stirred, not even the breath of wind that had been winding through the stone paths just moments before.
Jenny and her two companions—girls feared not just for their noble blood but for their cruelty—stood frozen in disbelief. T
heir eyes, wide and disoriented, remained locked on the boy who had dared to interrupt them.
He hadn’t shouted. He hadn’t drawn a weapon. He had simply stood there, hands buried casually in his pockets, as thou ...
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