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... plit wide, panting, almost tender. And Dylan, in its arms, no longer moved. His body was there — but his mind had already started slipping elsewhere.
Until he heard a voice.
Silken and cruel all at once. It poured into his skull like molten lead.
"There you are at last, my fragment. I missed you so much."
His eyes rolled back for a moment. He tried to move. To resist. But his muscles wouldn’t respond. He felt his mind being pulled toward something vast, ancient, a ...
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