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... r to the bone. The heavy chains that bound her seemed to absorb the meager light, giving the room an even more oppressive feel.
Memories threatened to consume her, each a chilling reminder of the times she had been trapped, used, or betrayed.
These recollections from past lives were a cocktail of torment and desolation. In one, she was a captive 'noble', stripped and discarded. In another, a slave, sold and bartered like an object with no will of her own. Time and again, she had ...
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