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... know you aren’t?" Tongue asked, her voice dipping low as she leaned further forward. Her palms pressed against the shimmering galactic table, the swirling cosmos inside it pulsing faintly under her touch, casting dim lights across her face. She stared at Razeal like she was dissecting him peeling open his chest, his mind, his past piece by piece.
Razeal just stared back at her. Unmoving and expressionless. only a single, small sign escaped that something in him didn’t want this conversat ...
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