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Ashes of the Elite - Chapter 78: Next Morning
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... ld gnaws at my bones as I trudge north, boots crunching in frostbitten grass, the ground rigid beneath each step. A thin snow begins to fall just a few lazy flakes at first, twisting and spinning down from a sky the color of old slate. One lands in my eye, melting instantly, and I blink the sting away, fighting the urge to curse aloud. The wind is sharp and insistent, biting through my clothes and skin, carrying the scent of depression and the promise of misery.
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