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Bridges
"So, what.... we're not going to at least talk about it?" "I don't know what you mean," Kieran replied, his tone neutral. I narrowed my eyes at his broad back. "You know damn well what I mean." Some time had passed since the revelation about reversing the wolfsbane. We'd continued deeper and deeper into the forest, with me determined to find out more, and Kieran seeming just as determined to avoid the subject altogether. We'd entered an extremely swampy area, over which some enterprising soul had constructed a bog bridge. Made of worn parallel planks, it required us to walk single file. Kieran stayed in front of me, both as guide and as support, should I lose balance. I had a small flashlight to help me navigate - a nice little addition I'd discovered in my backpack on our last res
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