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Day 132

of 204+ daily pages • 2026-08-10

“Rakshas sent the Mrit Sena. Not all of them — a hunting party. Fifty Undead soldiers. The fifty being: sufficient for tracking four fugitives through a forest. The Mrit Sena moved: silently, the silent-movement of creatures who had no breath, no heartbeat, no biological sound. The Undead did not crack twigs (they were weightless — the weightlessness of bodies drained of all moisture, all flesh, reduced to bone and the dark magic that animated bone). The Undead did not disturb leaves (they passed through forest like smoke, the smoke-passage that the Undead's incorporeal nature allowed).”

Confluence of Magic

Written 2026 • Fantasy

From "Chapter 7: Mrit Sena (The Undead Army)"

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