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It looks like a foggy sheet of glass stretched across the far wall. When I raise Valeria and breathe in, a pale outline of me appears in that fog—just bones and joints, like a chalk drawing that knows my bad habits. When I breathe out, little red dots blink on wherever my body leaks the secret that I’m about to move.
"That’s rude," I tell the wall.
Valeria hums bright along my forearm. "It’s honest. Honesty is the knife you carry inside your pride."
Erebus taps once ...
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