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From Corpse to Crown: Reborn as a Mortician in Another World - Chapter 90: A City Sewn Shut
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... em trusted the beds waiting in the immaculate, dustless houses. Not after the eyes. Not after the way the city had shifted around them.
So they gathered around a low fire in the plaza, close to the cracked harp. The wind sang through its strings like something remembering how to weep.
Lucian sat beside Merry, the Grimoire unopened for once.
"You saw the eyes too," he said.
Merry didn’t answer immediately. Her gaze tracked the horizon like she was still watching fo ...
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