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... anced with shadow. She stood exactly where she knew her reflections would multiply on the mirror-like tiles, between tall, beveled glass panels angled just so. Her silhouette shimmered like a specter in a prism, fractured and multiplied, unreachable.
She patted her cloak gently. Inside the seams, stitched with precision only years of necessity could teach, nestled her hidden weapons: powdered toxins, sleep draughts, contact poisons sweet as perfume and twice as deadly.
Was it rec ...
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