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... ones burning white-hot. The watchers sang, not with sound, but with light, forming rings above each wife’s head, glyphs spinning faster than eyes could follow.
Zoey stepped onto the slab. "I remember drowning," she whispered. "I remember thinking I would never feel again."
She raised her hand. A shard of the watchers’ mural burned in her palm. "But they pulled me out."
She pressed it to the slab.
The glyphs flickered, some sputtered out.
Sophie followed. " ...
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