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... shoulder, delicate threads of blood wove their way toward the keyhole of the chain encircling my neck.
Interestingly, the blood was traced to the back of the Lady standing next to me. It was blood from when she was hit with a whip.
Upon closer examination, I observed that a mouth had formed on her wrist near the knot. It was carefully opening and closing, chewing on a rope in an attempt to sever it.
'Mark of divinity,' the words echoed in my head.
I could have sw ...
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