Chapter 50 Chapter Fifty: grave of traitorsl

Morris’s POV

Darkness is the first thing I remember.

Not the sound of the explosion. Not the scream I think I let out. Not even the sight of the cave ceiling collapsing over my head like the sky had decided it was time for me to be buried.

Just… darkness. And pain.

God, so much pain.

It wasn’t ...

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