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... purple, and ash that had just consumed Senna’s residence.
Outside the massive, iron gates of the Thompson estate, a small, curious crowd had gathered. They were the "people" Senna had sent—gossip-mongers, paid whisperers, and a few genuinely curious passersby, all drawn by the "show."
In the center of the dusty road, kneeling on the hard, unforgiving ground, was Senna.
Her expensive, emerald-green gown was torn, blackened with soot, and stained. Her beautiful hair, usual ...
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