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... now—too quiet.
The screaming had stopped, the cries of the innocent swallowed by the tide of undeath.
But silence did not mean peace.
Selene Nocturna stood at the heart of the devastation, her blackened lips curled into a wicked smile.
A storm of laughter bubbled up in her throat, growing louder, more manic, as she surveyed her work.
Bodies trembled on the ground, not dead, not alive—trapped in a state of tormented half-existence.
Her new plague w ...
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