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... der than my heartbeat.
I could hear it. It was sharp and alive, spitting sparks into the air as the silver brand was lifted from the flames. It glowed an angry, pulsing red, shaped like a collar of thorns. Hooked edges. An open center. A symbol of slavery. Of ownership. Of being nothing.
It shimmered like molten blood.
And it was meant for me.
I screamed. My scream was loud and desperate. The kind of sound that didn’t even feel like it came from me.
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