Div Anbu

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A chilled finger pressed gently against the base of his spine, cooling him off ten degrees. It was joined by others and they suddenly rippled all the way up his back to his medulla oblongata, playing his spine like a jungle instrument.
Div Anbu
This is how I felt reading the last few chapters of the book!
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