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... up of rainwater back at the ruins—half hoping it would dissolve, half afraid it might hatch something—but it only floated there, glowing faintly under the moonlight.
Even when the water evaporated, the feather stayed wet.
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I leaned against what was left of the cathedral wall. The night air tasted like cold ink and smoke. The quill-scar on my arm pulsed with every heartbeat, matching the feather’s glow.
Arjun stirred inside me, a small ember of irritation.You’ve b ...
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