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... h still water.
His head tilted slightly, eyes—if they could be called that anymore—glimmering faintly under the shifting light.
In this eyeless form, expression meant little, yet the air around him trembled, heavy with emotion he no longer knew how to show.
Each beat of the frosted heart in Erebil’s hand tore through him like a blade.
That faint rhythm—it wasn’t just sound.
It was memory.
It was warmth, laughter, the sound of her voice, the one who ...
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