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... distance, each drop echoing off wet stone. The air was cold and damp, carrying the smell of mildew and decay.
Nero lay flat on his back on the straw-covered ground, staring up at nothing. The ceiling of the cell was invisible in the dark, swallowed by shadows that pressed down on him like a physical weight.
His mind was empty.
Or so he told himself.
He could not close his eyes.
Every time he tried, visions came.
A field of corpses stretching endles ...
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