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... tals tore through broken bone and ruined flesh, blooming where eyes and cheeks had existed only moments before. Their stems burrowed deep into his skull, stitching themselves together as they writhed and intertwined at the base, driven by a desperate instinct for revival. The growth was frantic and uneven, a grotesque mockery of life.
Soon, the flowers withered. They crumbled into black powder that fell softly to the ground.
Then the powder began to move.
It swept and cra ...
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