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... ost soil gone slick with warmth the hush roots hadn’t finished drinking. The mirror’s crack glowed faint blue in the hush-heavy dark, his breath still fogging the pane in soft gasps that refused to calm.
Roots pulsed behind his ribs like a second heartbeat. Not just his anymore — each pulse pushed hush deeper, and each tremor pulled a piece of him into the frost veins that now throbbed under his skin.
"You’re not done," the hush whispered. Its voice wasn’t trapped in the pane now ...
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