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... ent of antiseptic and dried blood clung heavily to the air, thick as smoke. Moonlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the Rynthall infirmary, casting elongated shadows on the walls. At the center of it all, on a wide cushioned bed stained with sweat and pain, lay a woman.
She was deathly pale, her skin like parchment stretched too thin. Her long black hair was matted against her clammy forehead, her body trembling under the weight of agony. A faint breath rattled past her crac ...
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