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... d orange sparks lingered, occasionally popping into view as if the final memories were chasing after their brethren.
Silence reigned over the audience, no one making a noise, not even a whisper. It was as if their ability to speak had been ripped from them with the Lantern Bearers’ age, replacing it with an eerie emptiness.
Charon didn’t move.
His eyes were locked on the curtains, roaming them for any sign that he had been mistaken. His breath released, cold and shallow, ...
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