Chapter 14 THE FIRST PRICE OF BALANCE

The faint glow ahead of them grew brighter with every step — a cool silver light, not quite moonlight, not quite swamp-fire. It cut through the fog in a narrow vertical line, like a tear in the world.

“The exit,” Raine said, breath hard but steady. “It has to be.”

“It doesn’t look like an exit,” E...

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