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... sting grotesque shadows along its decayed walls.
The scent of old blood and dried herbs lingered in the air—a perfume of death, carefully cultivated.
Selene Nocturna stood before the stone altar, her golden eyes glinting like molten honey beneath the hood of her tattered cloak.
Her lips, smeared in fresh blood, curled into a wicked grin.
“Come closer, little moth,” she whispered.
Seraphine, still trembling from the night before, took a slow, hesitant step ...
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