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... e recent fighting, but his grip looked steady.
She looked back at the cold, dark cell.
Thomas lay in the corner. The shadows seemed to swallow him whole.
He looked so small now. Death had stolen the vitality that made him Thomas.
Her mind screamed at her to stay.
It told her to lie down beside him. It told her to let the cold take her too.
A world without him was a world of grey ash. It was a world she did not recognize.
But then she looked ...
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