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... er voice precise and calm like a scalpel—I kept walking through the woods. Each step was a battle between the will to move forward and the exhaustion gnawing at my muscles. The air had the scent of wet leaves, living earth... and solitude. As if the forest itself was watching me with invisible eyes.
I was looking for something specific: bitter peaches. According to William's original memories, they were technically edible, though their taste was something out of a cruel joke by nature. B ...
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