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He paused, confused. The mask, the eye, and the heart trembled with indignation. {Who does challenge us?} the mask demanded. {I cannot see beyond the veil,} the eye mused. The heart was angriest of all. It said nothing, just throbbed against his rib cage. Only the wound beneath it was pleased. Hopeful.
The Fallen and the Kiss of Dusk (Crowns of Nyaxia #4)
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