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Chains

Author: Ava John
last update publish date: 2026-04-24 15:57:01

Draco

The room had no windows, that was the first thing he had established, in the early days when establishing things had still felt possible.

When his mind had still been moving with the fcused efficiency that had always been his default and the efficiency had not yet been worn down by the combination of the chains and the poison and the specific, patient cruelty of the people who had put him here.

No windows. Stone walls. Old, not the careful dressed stone of an estate or a holding but som
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