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It pulsed gently in his palm now, heat blooming outward, steady and silent. Not demanding. Not wild. Just a presence, like someone breathing beside him who didn’t need to speak to be felt.
His fingers had stopped trembling entirely.
His shoulders, though, ached like someone had tied rocks to the inside of his coat. Probably just stiffness from the climb.
Or maybe this was just what it felt like to be eleven and not allowed to collapse.
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