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... in soft streaks of gold and plum.
Shadows stretched across the road like reaching arms, and the wind outside had quieted to a hum.
Billy shifted in his seat, the last of their laughter fading into a comfortable silence.
His hand stayed in Artur’s, fingers lightly tangled like they were afraid to let go.
The trees began to thin.
Then, as the road curled past a bend, the first glimpse of Solmere broke through — rooftops tucked in between tall grasses and ol ...
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