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... , that you'd die inside a fortress lined with enough curses to make a banshee blush. Stranger still was being alive, alone, and completely, gloriously uncontrolled. Not a magical string, not a shadow whisper, not even a single, smug Azael monologue ringing in my skull.
Just me, the night air, and the muffled sound of my heart thudding against the inside of my ribs like an overeager drummer at a festival.
Freedom, as it turned out, was both exhilarating and absolutely terrifying. ...
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