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... omega quarters. I don’t remember who dragged my body through the stone halls, or how many turns it took before I ended up in that cold, miserable corner of the packhouse. Everything from that moment was a blur—like fog smothering my thoughts. All I remembered was the cold pressing into my bones. And the silence. A silence so deep it roared louder than any scream.
There was no bed. No blanket worth the name. Just a filthy, stained cloth crumpled in the corner of a damp, stone room that s ...
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