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... dows, sliding across the floor where dark stains glimmered faintly. The air was heavy — thick with iron, silence, and something that felt like judgment itself.
On the cold ground lay Noa. His face still bore the traces of the night’s torment — bruised brows, blood-filled eyes, and tears mixed with crimson, carving silent lines down his cheeks.
In the corner sat Lilya. Her crimson wings were half-unfolded, her eyes tightly shut. She said nothing, yet her silence trembled in tune w ...
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