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... felt like dawn had never come.
He paused by a tall window, the sheer white curtains billowing slightly in the morning breeze. His reflection stared back at him, a powerful, immaculately dressed man with eyes so dark and empty that even the light could not touch them.
He clenched his jaw tightly, the muscles along his chiseled face ticking as his hands curled into fists at his sides.
"Why... why is everything I touch turning to ashes?"
The thought pulsed through hi ...
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