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"Blood has memories," he said. "And certain good actors took it upon themselves to recreate what was lost."
My eyes widened.
"Fleshcraft."
I adjusted in my seat and leaned forward.
"Father, that’s a crime. An actual punishable crime."
He waved a hand dismissively.
"I didn’t demand fleshcraft be performed or that I needed that specific kind of healer. I know to use my words carefully. And I documented everything I talked a ...
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