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... wool. The Mist clung to everything—our skin, our clothes, our lungs. It glowed faintly, pulsing with a light that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once.
Red.
Everything was red.
I could barely see the person in front of me, let alone the Vargans leading us.
And then—
"Althea."
My head snapped up.
That voice.
I knew that voice.
"Althea, sweetheart."
My breath caught.
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