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wasting beats of this heart of mine by argetcross
Chapter 19: The Fire and the Blood
The storm did not break. For five days, its winds howled over Mount Cithaeron, with no signs of abating. Zagreus, Callisto, and Iphios remained huddled in Callisto’s den, sheltered by the warm underbelly of the earth, as the snow piled higher and higher outside. The weather prevented them from hunting or straying far from the cave, and all they had in the way of provisions was snowmelt, bark, and some pork jerky Callisto had stashed away.
Slowly, but surely, Zagreus was going insane.
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