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Chapter 2: Second Chance
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... amation of grief and sheer, unadulterated horror.
She stood paralyzed, her breath trapped in a jagged, painful gasp that felt like swallowing broken glass. Her eyes were fixed upon the executioner’s dais, staring with a wide-eyed refusal to acknowledge the macabre reality before her.
There, mounted upon a cold, indifferent iron spike, was a severed head.
Those eyes, which had once burned with the intensity of piercing emeralds, were now clouded. His raven hair was now a m ...
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