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... down his face. But these were not ordinary tears; they were crimson, glistening with the hue of blood. Each tear that trickled down his cheeks left a trail of scarlet in its wake, a haunting testament to the turmoil raging within him.
His body trembled with an odd intensity , his chest heaving with each ragged breath. The red tears continued to flow unabated, staining his cheeks and dripping onto the cold stone floor below. It was a sight both mesmerizing and harrowing, as if the very es ...
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