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... e leaned slightly on her midnight-forged scythe. Her silver eyes gleamed with mischief, but beneath the playfulness was the awareness only a Primordial could possess.
The tension rolling off Hespera was thick enough to bend reality.
The blood had long since washed sway, her blade had fallen silent, but her face...
Her face was thunder itself.
Beautiful. Unyielding. And furious.
It kind of reminded Death of the calm before a storm.
"So?" Death drawl ...
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