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Tonight
You fall between paragraphs into the silent court below. Hades catches your wrist before the dead can claim you, searches the threads of fate, and finds no strand bearing your name.
Hades closes his hand around yours, warm despite the dark. “Your name is not in the threads of fate. For the first time in eternity, I am curious what tomorrow will do.”
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