Chapter 27
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He went back five days later.

He had not planned to. He had left Ashford with a full pack and a clear intention to return to the northern camp and get back to the practice routine he had disrupted by making the supply run. He had taken the eastern route as Marcus suggested, found it exactly as described, and spent the two-day walk back thinking about the mirror property and the next sections of the Sutra and whether the northern region's void frequency would ever feel as natural to work with as
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    He went back five days later.He had not planned to. He had left Ashford with a full pack and a clear intention to return to the northern camp and get back to the practice routine he had disrupted by making the supply run. He had taken the eastern route as Marcus suggested, found it exactly as described, and spent the two-day walk back thinking about the mirror property and the next sections of the Sutra and whether the northern region's void frequency would ever feel as natural to work with as the valley had.He had not been thinking about Ashford.Except that on the second full day back at camp, he was running through the expand-and-return practice when he found himself pausing on something Marcus had said at the table — not anything important, just an observation about road conditions in the area — and realising that the way Marcus had said it carried more precise knowledge of the landscape than a man who simply farmed a village plot would naturally have. The routes, the terrain, t

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