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Chapter 123: On The Move
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... looked untouched at a glance, but the cold didn't sit right. Too sharp at the edge, too hollow underneath.
He let his gaze move left. Down the slope. A shallow groove curled along the frostline. Uneven. Not a footprint. Not dragged by wind.
Beside him, Ardan stepped forward. Slow. Measured. The dirt under his boot gave with a muted crunch.
A strip of cloth flapped once, then settled. Red. Dark. Frozen along the edge, but soft in the middle. Not old.
Ardan crouche ...
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