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Remembrance

KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The weight of leadership pressed upon me, heavy as the crown that graced my brow. Paul Biansky stood before me, his body a map of bruises and cuts, the toll of his loyalty etched into his flesh.

"Paul," I began, my voice low, threading through the silence of the chamber like ...

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