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... and trembling. A bird chirped somewhere far off, absurdly out of place in the weight of the moment.
Lucas stared at Eryx like someone trying to recognize a stranger in a mirror. "I’m sorry... what?" he repeated, slower this time.
Eryx didn’t answer.
He couldn’t.
His throat felt like it had closed up entirely. The image of Lucas, alive, standing there, real, warred with the memory of a casket, the sound of dirt hitting the lid, the echoing silence that followed the ...
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