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... atory smile still glistening with the moisture she had just stolen. Her golden eyes, half-closed, flashed mockingly in the dimness of the tent. The air, saturated with musk and sweat, still vibrated with the broken gasps that had mingled there a few moments earlier.
Liora lay on the ground, her body marked by the ropes cutting into her pale skin. Her chest heaved, heavy, exhausted, but her gaze was not dead: it trembled between fever and shame. She panted like an animal that had run too ...
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