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She could hear the prattling call death sent out, the shadowed voices that beckoned her. He could feel the fires beneath his feet, feel the rush of coldness under his skin. They could see the light at the end: the pure, glorifying white light that beamed with innocence and safety. [AU][DM/HG]
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