Yianna Schneckloth

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Beneath his sternum, Brigan’s heart took a gigantic, thrashing lurch. Heat spiraled down his torso, extending into each limb, pulsing hot into each finger. He sucked a deep breath of icy air into his lungs, reveling in the contrast of warmth inside, cold outside.
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