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... vet warmth giving way to cold marble as the succubi faded like whispers around him. The taste of silk, salt, and surrender clung to his tongue like a phantom he couldn’t swallow down.
Somewhere far above, a bell tolled — soft, deep, echoing through corridors that shifted and pulsed like a living throat. When his eyes fluttered open, the velvet nest was gone.
He lay on black stone — veins of silver rune-light crawling beneath his bare back. Columns of dark glass rose around him, t ...
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