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... nd I stared at one another. It can’t have been longer than seconds, but it felt like time froze. The acolyte was young. A boy, I think, though it could be hard to tell with priests. His white robes weren’t yet darkened by red dye, and his head was encircled by a band of copper rather than gold. His pale face, made sheet-white by horror, stared at me in frozen shock.
I should have killed him. I tensed to do it, fingers tightening around the shallow bend in my weapon’s haft. A sudden dash, ...
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