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... lamps catching the cracks in his skin.
Rivik’s breath came slow and uneven, like every inhale scraped against something sharp inside his chest. He held the medallion in one trembling hand, and when he lifted his gaze toward Ivira, the weight of a century pressed through his eyes.
"Ivira..." he said, voice thin and shaking. "I am... old. I am tired."
He paused, and the pause dragged so long the blood maids shifted uneasily.
"I have carried this family on my back fo ...
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