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... of a pillar as if she had always been in motion. Violet hair tucked back, violet eyes steady. She wore simple black with a narrow silver line at the waist—elegant, quiet, exactly the kind of dress that let her disappear when she wanted. She didn’t reach for my hand right away. She scanned the balcony, the doors, the percussion line, the nearest exits. Then she met my eyes and let the tension ease two degrees.
"Arthur," she said.
"Reika," I answered. "May I?"
"You’d better ...
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