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... > There was no bright sun, no cheerful birdsong. Only a dense mist and a heavy silence, as if the world itself avoided making noise before those who slept there: three motionless bodies by the lake, surrounded by stone, vapor, and scars.
Virka woke first.
She was lying against Sebastián’s chest, her tangled hair pressed against the rough fabric of his black trench coat. Her nose moved slightly, recognizing the scents that still slept with him: old blood, metal, ash, restrained fi ...
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