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... gged from his waist, dragging him sideways. Every motion required a conscious decision thanks to the cubes.
’Heel, toe, heel, toe, heel, toe.’
His scythe rested in his palms like a snake, ready to bite the moment he let his guard down. It had never felt heavier.
Charon moved around the first corner of the mat. Wallflower watched in silence, her arms folded and her expression blank.
She dryly called out to him, her voice cutting through the stale air.
"You ...
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