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... mbles, barely recognizable as its original four-pointed star shape.
The traces of dried blood on it, under the moonlight, showed a dark, blackish red.
Colin sat down by the bed, his thoughts drifting back to the early morning hours, just over a dozen hours ago—
...the rough stonewall, the fireplace built of cobblestones, the open wooden window, the fresh bloodstains visible at his feet under the moonlight, and him sitting on the bed with a pale face, holding his head and ...
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