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The Message in the Dark

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Thorn POV

The cell felt colder tonight. The torch outside the bars burned low, while throwing weak yellow light across the stone floor. I sat against the wall, with heavy chains on my wrists and ankles. The iron had rubbed my skin raw days ago, but the pain kept my mind sharp. Sleep never came easy down here. Every sound echoed—distant footsteps, water dripping somewhere, guards talking in low voices at the end of the corridor. I listened to all of it. Always.

I heard the sound of footsteps
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