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... ight woven into sound, gentle, calming, ethereal.
"Lorraine" it called, soft and steady, like a lullaby made of wind and stars.
My breath caught.
Everything around me, screams, blood, chaos, vanished. The world dulled to a hush, like someone had placed a blanket over the noise. Then, my legs gave out beneath me.
I wasn’t unconscious. I was aware, so painfully aware, but I couldn’t move. My limbs felt distant and heavy, as if my body no longer belonged to me. All I ...
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