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... Dylan. Someone — or something — had entered the room, without opening a door. Without a sound. Like a silhouette barely visible in the corner of the eye. Not human. But not hostile. Or at least, not yet.
"You can leave, of course. Take your pay, do what you like with your gold. But you can also... stay. And listen. Because you’re here for a reason, Dylan. Even if you don’t know it yet."
His name. The man had said it without Dylan ever giving it.
And for the first time in ...
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