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... the wind tore at her, savage and cold.
She wore nothing but Lucian’s oversized black silk shirt, the fabric snapping violently against her thighs.
Every gust threatened to sweep her off the narrow, ethereal bridge, yet she remained impossibly steady.
It was as if the smoke itself was reaching up to wrap around her ankles, holding her to the path.
Down she went, leaving the window of her prison behind. The higher she had been, the more the creature looked like a m ...
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