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Chapter 12 The Spark
Aegis's P.O.V
The faint aroma of smoke that mixed with the comforting scent of pine and damp earth grounded me in the moment. Little Cece and her father were having a picnic and somehow here I was sitting a tablecloth in the middle of the forest battling soldier ants. I still don't know how I got talked into this.
An owl called in the distant and
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