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... nk themselves into oblivion, grateful to be alive. Civilians emerged from shelters to find their city still standing. Musicians played in the streets, voices raised in songs of survival and triumph.
Damien watched it all from Lyristae’s private balcony, the sounds of revelry distant but persistent.
He’d cleaned up. Changed clothes. Removed the physical evidence of slaughter from his skin and hair. But he could still feel it – the echoes of each kill, the weight of thousands of de ...
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