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... p>He paused and continued, "But there is no anchor that can resist the abyss."
The man's tone was low and gentle, but it seemed to have a hint of cruelty.
Brian reached out his hand and gently rubbed the lines on the skin of Cyril's abdomen.
The dark red lines are like tangled thorns and vines, surrounded by his white belly, like a sea of gorgeous flowers blooming in the pure white snow.
Cyril sat up and looked down at the place where he just wiped the medicine.
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