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322: Theory

Auteur: Peace C
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-24 22:40:57

Avery's POV

I grabbed the mask from the floor.

My hand was moving before the thought finished. I pressed it to my face, turned, and walked offstage. I did not run because running turned a malfunction into a catastrophe, and I was not ready for that.

I walked at the pace of a woman handling a costume failure.

I was not handling anything.

The wings took me in. The stage lights dropped away behind me and the moment I crossed into the dark my legs went. I caught myself against the wall and pre
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