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... s he gathered Florian’s fragile body into his embrace. He held him delicately, like porcelain—like something that might break further if touched too hard.
’I have to bring him to Lysander as soon as possible.’
Florian’s skin was cold. His face, pale. His breathing was shallow and barely there, like a whisper of life clinging to a thread.
Heinz stared at him, eyes narrowed in pain.
’Why does this feel so familiar...?’
Then it hit him.
A memory from ...
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