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... Just three figures stepping into the day, shoulders nearly touching, the silence between them thick with the unspoken.
The morning sun had begun its climb, casting a soft, amber light across the soil. Dew clung to the wild grass, sparkling like tiny secrets.
The distant hum of birdsong filled the space between their footfalls.
Artur pushed the cart with quiet efficiency, its wheels bumping lightly over uneven ground.
Billy walked beside him, gaze flicking once to ...
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