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... frost, not silence — but the humid, pulsing heat of something that had forgotten how to be cold. The girl — no longer bound in hush silk — trembled in Ren’s arms, her weight featherlight, as if silence still half-claimed her bones. Her skin was porcelain marbled with ruin’s red veins, blooming under her collar like flowers learning how to bleed.
Ren crouched low with her in the ruin garden, buds brushing their legs, petals open and sharp as wet teeth. The Thorn behind his ribs purred, no ...
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