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Nov 6, 2025
The last thing Leo saw before sleep took him was the silhouette of the canyon ridges against the starry sky, dark and solid and eternal. He felt a deep, abiding peace, knowing that the strength he had found there was not a finite resource, but a well that would never run dry. He was his grandfatherβs grandson, and he was home.
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