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... gaze drifting toward the corridor where the echo of her footsteps faded like a vanishing spell. The night around them seemed to shudder, trembling with the remains of the storm that had been Morpheus’s fury. The smell of blood and cold stone hung thick in the air, the torches along the wall flickering weakly as though even the fire dared not move too loudly in his presence.
She turned her eyes toward him. Morpheus stood utterly still, his jaw tight, his breath cutting through the air in ...
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