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... w, barely. Eyes flickered open — faintly luminescent, the color of stormlight through water.
The fallen angel looked at him. For a heartbeat, time stopped.
He had seen many faces — divine, human, monstrous — but this one carried a sadness that felt older than creation.
"You..." the voice came, hoarse, barely audible. "You are not one of them?"
Atlas approached slowly. "...No."
The angel’s lips cracked into a faint, ironic smile. "And yet... they are dead." ...
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