want it all to stop (j.)
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indent Gabriel’s eyes remained on the stranger, his posture easy, relaxed. These loners did not perturb him; they came one at a time, offered him nothing, and then left. Without reason to bind them to Inferni, they broke away like small stones at the shore. “We have more then enough room,” he said flatly, sparing a glance to the tree line. “What can you offer?” He turned his face back, flicking one ear at a tuft of dry brush that flew by his head.




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