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... rain. Cold water traced the curve of his jaw, pooling at the edge of his lips with the sharp, metallic taste of old iron. Every breath drew in the scent of wet moss, blood, and something acrid—like burnt bone.
Somewhere nearby, someone whimpered—a sound too soft to be defiance, too raw to be hope.
A moment later—clang.
The sharp rattle of chains echoed like thunder in a tomb.
The noise didn’t just reach his ears—it stabbed into his spine, yanking ...
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