In Love and Death: Chapter Two
Two days. That was how long they’d travelled with no further signs anyone else had recently trod the same road. Everything was quiet. Idyllic. Dylan could almost forget the destruction they’d left behind. Yet, he couldn’t shake the sight of Marin and Tracker emerging from the forest. The grim lines etching their faces. The talk of dead bodies. Their insistence on breaking camp and setting up…
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