Ashy Ambitions

Gary’s POV...

The mines were a beast’s belly—hot, dark, and choking on coal dust. Every swing of my pickaxe sent a jolt through my chained wrists, the clank of iron a rhythm to my rage. Sweat stung my eyes, but I didn’t wipe it away. I needed the blur to focus inward, where Gatrina’s face lived...

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