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My gaze moves—tight, controlled—like I’m bound by invisible strings. A marionette. I follow the stoic expressions of the figures beside me. They wear the colors of their kind: blues. Noble. Untouchable. I feel the stirrings of anger, but I know it doesn’t come from my heart—not mine. Not me. It’s something foreign. Not a flame that burns from within, but one fed from the outside, stoked by invisible hands.
It isn’t my hatred. It’s this body’s.
There’s a tension her ...
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