Chapter 54 : The Boots Sank.

Lila’s POV

My boots sank into the wet mud. The dawn air bit my nose, smelling of wet pine and old ash. The campfire in front of us was stone-cold and only gray soot remained.

I crouched down and touched the dirt. It had no warmth left in it.

"They were here," I whispered. My fingers traced th...

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