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... looming above him. His brow furrowed for a moment. Words coiled and twisted through his mind like streams of elusive smoke, evading his grasp for longer than he cared to admit. “No. No, I don’t think so.”
“Prayer,” the small centipede at the entrance of the room said, terror quaking its voice. It still hadn’t moved from the spot Noah had told it to wait at. Apparently, it couldn’t quite tell which of them was scarier. Original content can be found at novel{f}ire.net
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