CHAPTER 68 : THE SETTLEMENT WITHOUT SIRENS

By morning, the fire had gone cold again, but something inside Naya stayed warm.

Not joy.

Not hope exactly.

But presence.

It was the first dawn she hadn’t met with her fists clenched. Her guard was still there—quiet, familiar—but no longer all-consuming.

They walked east, following a flattened di...

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