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... the Heart
A crimson gash splits the heavens like a wound in the very fabric of reality. Sparks of demonic energy fall like shooting stars, fizzing in the air, scorching rooftops, and sending terrified crows shrieking into the night.
She floats down with the grace of a falling petal and lands softly, as if gravity doesn’t dare touch her. Her long white hair rippling behind her like a banner of surrender and destruction alike.
She lands without a sound, the cobbles ...
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