Jan 11
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A low, haggard sort of hum was his only response. After a drawn-out pause, the assassin stepped back, dropping his hand. “I brought the warning. Stay away.” For the first time, through the fissures breaking away bits of my own terror, I saw a flash of something in his eyes, something like his own worry. One breath, two, three, then I nodded briskly. His palm slid away painfully slow. I swallowed. “Why are you here?” How was he here? He studied me, absorbed me, as though trying to puzzle through a riddle. “You brighten the dark, and I do not want it to stop. No matter what you hear, do not chase it. Stay quiet. Stay back.”