"She didn’t need to look down to know it was reacting—she could *feel* it, a slow burn spreading across her skin, as if the gemstone had taken a breath and decided to exhale."
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"The alley behind them—just another grimy London backstreet moments ago—had vanished."
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"Nyx extended a shadowy limb, their fingers—if they could be called fingers—passing through the surface like mist."
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"To their left, vineyards stretched endlessly, the vines heavy with fruit that defied logic—grapes the size of plums, their skins translucent, pulsing faintly with an inner light."
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"The scent of roasting meat—rich, spiced, *perfect*—drifted toward them, carried on a breeze that didn’t exist."
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"The gemstone was no longer crimson—it was *black*, veins of darkness spreading through it like ink in water."
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"At its center stood a fountain, but not of water—of wine."
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"Some were human—or had been, once."
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"The answer came not in words, but in a sound—a deep, resonant *chime*, like a bell tolling underwater."
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"The scent of it all—rich, cloying, *wrong*—coated her tongue, her throat, her lungs."
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"The man—*demon*, her mind supplied—laughed, the sound rolling over them like thunder."
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"Figures moved in the shadows—servants, or prisoners, or something in between."
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"She didn’t need to look down to know it was reacting—she could *feel* it, a slow burn spreading across her skin, as if the gemstone had taken a breath and decid…"
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"The sky above wasn’t sky at all, but a shifting, molten canopy, swirling with hues of gold and ochre, as if the heavens themselves were a pot left too long on t…"
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"The ground beneath them wasn’t ground at all, but a mosaic of polished bone and something that *looked* like marble but gave slightly underfoot, as if the earth…"
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"To their left, vineyards stretched endlessly, the vines heavy with fruit that defied logic—grapes the size of plums, their skins translucent, pulsing faintly wi…"
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"To their right, orchards of trees with bark like polished bronze, their branches sagging under the weight of pomegranates that dripped syrup, their seeds glinti…"
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"Aurora watched, horrified, as the seer’s throat worked, her skin flushing faintly, her pupils dilating."
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"Nyx stepped between them and the plaza, their form expanding, swallowing the light."
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"Their faces were blank, their movements slow, as if they were walking through honey."