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... of hush that settled after storms and kisses and too much warmth in a world built for cold.
Dust motes floated lazily in the fractured beams of corpse-light filtering through the cathedral’s cracked walls, casting long shadows over scattered bones and torn cloth.
Nyxsha sat on the edge of a broken pew, her massive form hunched, one clawed foot tapping slowly against the stone floor, her golden eyes locked on nothing, lost in the swirl of frustration and something deeper she coul ...
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