Zahirymar Flores

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man panted heavily on his hands and knees in the centre of the clearing that awaited me, his head bent low and broad shoulders rising with each deep inhale. His bare skin was a warm brown, marked with ink and so many scars that he could only be a warrior long since anointed in the way of battle. The
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