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Author: Lumi Walker
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-01-04 00:39:18
Iris's POV

The sting of the syringe hit my arm and it was sharp and clinical, like a promise of oblivion that I wasn't ready to keep. My vision swam immediately because the edges of the cellar were twisting and melting into shadows, and my body slumped back against the cold stone wall while my mind fought to stay upright. Even as sleep tugged at me with heavy fingers, my brain refused to obey completely because I could still feel the phantom heat of the life I was leaving behind.

Venus’s laughter echoed in the corners of my consciousness and it sounded like a lullaby and a curse all at once. “She’s so beautiful when she fights it,” Venus said from somewhere above me and her voice was sliding through the dark like silk, "I almost feel sorry for her, almost, but she has always been such a stubborn little thing."

I swallowed against the chemical bitterness in my mouth and tried to move, but my fingers only twitched and they were useless against the ropes Conrick had carefully fastened. Th
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