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... hin grey suggestion through the narrow upper vents, enough to mark the slow passage of time but not enough to soften the stone or warm the air. The fortress was built to hold heat out and secrets in. Even the sunlight seemed reluctant to cross its threshold.
Damien had not slept.
He remained seated where he had settled hours ago, his back against the wall, one knee drawn up, arms folded loosely across it as if holding himself together by habit alone. His body did ...
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