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... n the atmosphere providing a perfect, chilly summer day. Ziyue leaned over the balustrade, her fingers laced tightly together. Her shoulder-length hair curved inward at the nape of her neck before sweeping outward again, the strands jet black. It was just long enough to be gathered into a low tail, secured by a heavy silver cuff.
Etched deep into the metal cylinder was the inverted torch, the flame pointing down toward her spine — a silent promise of a life extinguished. Her dark cloak d ...
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