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Noah sat motionless on his bed, spoon scraping the edge of the bowl as he continued his meal.
His face betrayed nothing, but the fragments of his shattered soul whispered endlessly, their voices carrying all of the hate of his fractured self.
From the corner of the ward, one shadow pulled itself free from the black. Its eyes burned a molten red, glowing with wrath as it slinked closer, shoulders hunched, movements twitching like an animal ready to pounce. Its voice was a rasp ...
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