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... vera clutched a worn paperback against his chest as he walked under the dim streetlights. The night air was cool, brushing against his face like a gentle whisper. His silver hair, long and straight, fluttered softly with each step, catching the faint glow of the lamps above. His golden eyes, vibrant even in the dark, scanned the empty road ahead as he whistled a cheerful little tune, off-key but full of quiet satisfaction.
He had finally gotten the book. That book. The one he’d been tryi ...
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