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... artment in the heart of the 12th arrondissement. Mordred spent most of his time near the window, his orange gaze fixed on the daily choreography of passersby. Ephemeral existences that paraded by without awareness of the silent cataclysm preparing above their heads. He observed them their laughter, their tears, their ordinary frenzies with an icy detachment that wasn’t new. Something in him had broken long before his arrival in this world.
But now, another threat was eating away at him f ...
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