Marked by His Shadows

ouldn'

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use br

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r, with windows that looked out into a stone courtya

vet blanket, staring at the ceiling

rned h

un to pulse again. Soft, rhyt

padded barefoot across th

. Or at least a way to shut t

ll was

that lined the walls, old masks, ancient daggers, books written in a language she

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talk herself out

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eaked open

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whispered, p

ack silk sheets. A massive mirror that didn't reflect her at all. And in

no A

The window was open, letting

he sigil on her chest

ngers reached out to brush the spine of the nearest boo

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arefoot, shirtless, eyes sha

look like they came from any human blade. Old ones. Ritual

she said quickly. "Y

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s comf

ow with a soft click, then leaned a

ouldn't

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er for a long time

ore this city even had a name. It's prote

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s that don

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hat makes me feel

ave, but he ste

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stif

safe, Lila. That mark on your chest d

d. "And I'm still w

dn't

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ched hers, the sigil li

gas

ss. Her skin buzzed like it knew him.

gaze sh

e said quietly. "

art racing. "Okay, no

t try to

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this house had f

night, Li

f

the center of it, wrap

dn't see

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the voice

re he

ping for breath, the mark