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... tered across her mind like a piece of ice on a hot skillet, dancing away before she could even grasp on to it. The cold was bone-deep. The emptiness in her chest was a cavern that could never, ever be filled. Some days were better than others. Some days she barely felt it, barely sensed the eternal torment that came with her artificially ascended ability. She could hear the voices too, the screams of the souls she had wrenched from the bodies of her enemies.
One was louder in particular. ...
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