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NOTHING LEFT BUT CHAINS

Auteur: Lia's Ink
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-20 17:26:16

🗡️ASHER🗡️

The dungeon was cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of mold and old blood and the kind of despair that seeped into your bones and never left.

I had been sitting in this corner for what felt like weeks, my body aching, my stomach hollow with hunger, my mind spinning with the weight of everything I had lost.

The chains on my wrists were heavy and cold, and the stump where my left hand used to be throbbed with a pain that never went away. My empty eye socket burned, and I could
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