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... d the wall was narrow, suffocating, damp like the hot breath of a secret that didn’t want to be found out.
My back was pressed against the cracked plaster, and every breath had to be measured, slow, controlled — as if the air itself carried my name and I was trying not to be called. The door was still ajar, but through it, I could clearly see the figure that stepped inside.
A man. Tall. His posture was far too confident to be a healer, but lacked the martial weight of a guard. He ...
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