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... low, cutting through the air like a bell of iron. But Camille didn’t move. She stood barefoot on the moss-covered slope, her dress torn at the hem, streaked with ash and dried blood. The bone crown sat crooked atop her head, its edges glinting red beneath the sickle of the broken moon.
"You’re late," Camille said softly.
"Then you’re still you," Magnolia replied.
Camille tilted her head. Her blackened eyes shimmered, reflecting too many lights, like mirrors that held the ...
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