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... d and swung open. Leon moved out, the dim lamplight falling from within illuminating his form at the same time. The gentle light clung to him, reflecting off the dark folds of his cloak, catching in the jut of his jawline and the blaze of his golden eyes. The darkness of the tunnels behind him seemed to writhe as if reluctant to let him go.
For an instant, the light of the lamp painted him in a motionless picture—black cloak flowing over wide shoulders, golden eyes unwavering, his very p ...
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