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Chapter 56: The Ghost's Witness

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Lyra followed Flora from a distance, a predator's patience her greatest asset. She watched as the omega navigated the grim reality of her new life. She saw her barter a few precious coppers for a loaf of bread that was more hard crust than soft crumb. She saw her dip water from a public fountain, her hands trembling slightly as she drank. She saw the constant, wary tension in her shoulders, the way her eyes flickered to every shadow, every sudden movement. She was living on the edge of a knife,
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