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The darkness was thick as pitch, so I closed my swollen eyes, and I sank into the mattress where I floated between wakefulness and sleep—in a liminal space where the sheets around me became seafoam, and the tears in my mouth the waves.
In the Veins of the Drowning (The Siren Mage, #1)
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