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... living flesh breathing beneath his feet.
Above it, there was no sky.
Below... fire.
Not ordinary fire, but the gaping mouth of a volcano, where breaths of sulfur rose like sighs from a sleeping deity.
Dórian walked.
Or maybe floated.
The heat bit at his skin with invisible teeth, but he saw no burns.
No blisters. No blood.
Only sweat.
Liters of it.
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