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... s of black coffins fell like steel rain. The cold wind and the droplets on his skin made him remember — how it felt when he was dropped like cargo into a place that didn’t want him. That first slam into a foreign ground. The shock. The pain.
He let out a shaky breath. "Ha... so this is what it looks like from the other side. Watching ’em drop instead of being the one hitting dirt."
WHOOOOOSH — THUUUD!
Another coffin crashed down not far o ...
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