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“You could hear it coming from a long way off,” Dunia wrote in the margins of a notebook Lilia found. “Its wings sounded exactly like a quadcopter drone. And I could feel my lover’s approach from a long way off as well—I sensed her entrance into the room long before she came, like a humming in the blood.”
Where the Axe Is Buried
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