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... he hush slipped through the Tower’s bones like smoke finding every hidden wound. Velvet Hunger’s moans turned ragged — not out of worship, but fear sweetened by ruin.
Roots coiled deeper than marble now — licking old veins, slipping beyond the Tower’s hush to taste cracks in the world that no Fang or priestess ever dreamed to bleed for him.
The Thorn’s cradle pulsed behind his ribs — the crown now heavy, threaded with roots and moans so thick he tasted every secret Velvet Hunger ...
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