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... enough that no one would remember me afterward.
My eyes were the problem.
Gold eyes were rare, but not unheard of. Some Aetherfall dwellers had them. A few hunters did too, altered by contracts or prolonged exposure. That alone would not raise alarms.
Mine were different.
They were not gold in the way metal was gold. They looked molten, like fire caught mid-flow, light shifting under the surface as if something was always moving beneath the iris. I had spent night ...
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