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... lan, steady and without a hint of tremor.
"I feel nothing. By the time I crawled out of the serpent’s belly, I was already dead, and I’m not saying this to be poetic. I tried to remember my mother’s face, her voice, even her scent. Nothing came. I never cried for her again. Never felt the need to sense her warmth."
Her tone didn’t waver; it carried the quiet certainty of someone who was incapable of mourning.
"She was a victim, no doubt. But I can’t care to avenge a woman ...
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