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the moon’s light, it led me to where a man sat on a bench. The way he glowed under the soft light of the goddess of night drew me in, and the closer I got to the man, the fire within him became even more evident. He was a man created by flames that burned as fiercely as the world that had shunned him.
The Firedancer (Black Cat Circus #2)
by Rye Cox
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