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... ished—like smoke folding into smoke.
The palm-sized coffin slipped from the air and landed softly on the wooden floor of the study with a muffled thunk.
Inside...
Michael opened his eyes to an entirely different world.
He was standing in the coffin’s realm.
Just as before, the sky above him was layered in unmoving grey clouds. There was no sun, yet everything was bathed in a cold, even light—like the memory of dawn without the warmth. The air was still, th ...
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