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The Fourth Horseman He was running, his feet pounding hard against the dry earth. Running for his life? No, that wasn't it. If he had been running for his life, his breath would have been ragged, harsh, tearing through his throat and strangling him with fear. His limbs were humming with adrenaline and every breath was tinged with excitement. |
4,508 | 6 |
| 2 |
Endless Night “You didn't see a thing,” Rowena hissed, her survival instincts kicking in. She knew there was no logical explanation for what had just occurred. Except perhaps witchcraft, an offense worthy of being burned at the stake. |
4,919 | 2 |
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Silver Tongue She released her tense, defensive pose, shoulders slumping as she stared blankly into the forest. “I killed him,” she whispered, and Helga recognized fear in those dark eyes. |
4,765 | 0 |
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