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Her skin is as pale as bone, her body slim and perfect, and blood red eyes that strike fear in the bellies of the men. She stops just a few paces away and lifts one hand, curling a long finger toward them. A silent invitation.
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through the mist, the cathedral rises. It’s a jagged wound against the sky, blacker than black, a shape that drinks the light and exudes power.
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