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... , Gabriel’s stolen light burning in its chest. Its thousands of eyes rolled forward, blinking in eerie unison. Its mouths opened and closed like testing language, and then—slowly—it spoke.
This time it wasn’t broken echoes. It wasn’t a twisted scream. It was speech.
"You... angels." The voice was jagged, crawling between Gabriel’s tone and something older, deeper. "Children. Pretenders. You bleed like men. You hide behind shards you do not understand."
The rain thickened, ...
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