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... t the sun, feeling its harsh light mocking him.
These days, the weight of his punishment bore on him like a crucifix.
He sighed, recalling his first Night Drill, a memory stained with bitter nostalgia.
Still, a faint, sardonic smile curled his lips.
They did disobey the 2econd rule. For that, they were sanctioned.
He had to admit that Clara’s punishment has been nothing short of malevolent brilliance—punishment that cuts deeper than any bl ...
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