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chapter 188

Author: Deedson
last update publish date: 2026-10-21 02:44:21

POV: Lyra Thorne

"You came alone. Good. I did not want an audience when I begged. Nine years I told myself I was only a hungry man doing what hungry men do. Then the Stone showed my face to everyone, and I could not lie anymore."

Titus Crane knelt in the ash of my family's hall with blood running down both wrists. His coat was gone. His gray hair hung in stiff strands, and his face was streaked with soot and mud. He looked like a scarecrow somebody had left out in the winter. When he lifted his
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