“What?” Torrin’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as he moved to my side, reaching forward to touch the same roots. I didn’t look at him. Instead, I dug my fingers into the damp earth, pulling apart the mass of roots until light from the moon could filter past their cover. I pulled harder, the roots snapping and breaking in my hands, until a small and unassuming opening emerged from the earth. I dropped to my knees before it and cleared away the debris, my fingers digging into the soil, revealing tiny pebbles and dying leaves. I coughed, the air musty and not meant to be disturbed, but then
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