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... lie dressed in something holy. If what I had seen were visions, then death had a cruel sense of narrative.
Because the only time the world had ever opened itself to me like that—the only time reality bent and peeled back its skin—was when I was dying, or felt depressed enough.
I laced my fingers together. Visions... No. I had struggled. I had fought my way back from the edge with teeth and instinct and something deeply unnatural screaming inside my ribs.
Blood had been t ...
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