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... tual. It was desperate. That was the only word for it.
He reached up with his working hand, fingers brushing the etched grooves.
It wasn't a rune.
Just…a mark.
Something left behind by someone else who didn't want to be forgotten.
Merlin leaned back.
The wall was cold, and he let it press into his shoulder until the ache dulled enough to think clearly.
'Someone survived here. Or at least tried.'
He took a deep breath.
'That' ...
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