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... led in a wolf cut and tied upwards.
His complexion was pale and smooth, almost like silk.
Several fresh wounds marked his skin, though they were already beginning to heal. Both men sat in silence, divided by the wooden partition between them.
They were inside a confessional room within the Citadel — a sprawling sanctuary that housed more than four hundred people. Many were gathered in groups, and in all regards, it resembled a small city of its own, complete with a mar ...
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