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... rom within—from bone, from blood, from sinew.
A summons older than language, more intimate than memory.
Jasper Crane felt it first.
While digging graves at Hollowgate Cemetery, he collapsed into a pit he hadn’t dug. The earth whispered his name—not aloud, but in the silent rasp of marrow trembling inside his limbs.
“Below the skin. Beneath the shell. Come.”
When he awoke, his hands were bleeding. Not from the fall—but from carving strange symbols into the ...
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