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... h as gravel, "but this fruit was at fault all the time."
The chamber breathed in with him—stone, stale smoke, and old regrets.
A flicker in the shadows.
A breath held.
Then—
"Yeah. That was convenient," Veil drawled, stepping forward.
Its single eye glowed faintly beneath the cowl, the rest of its form barely more than suggestion—like a sketch someone tried to erase from existence but couldn’t quite finish. It didn’t walk so much as ooze across the ...
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