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... led into twenty, and the silence of the woods had reclaimed itself.
Isabella floated near the edge of the lake, arms wrapped loosely around herself, chest-deep in the dark water.
Her fingers were numb but her skin finally free of the stinging grit of the obsidian salt. A few yards away, Clara was a silent statue, her head tilted back as she watched the steam rise from her own shoulders.
Lucian was gone. The moment he was sure they wouldn’t turn into salt pillars, he had v ...
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