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Chapter 82 CHAPTER

CHAPTER 082

MIRA’S POINT OF VIEW

Everything above me was breaking.

The moons cracked like glass in water, thin white veins splitting across their surfaces. The false one—the second moon—pulsed. Alive. Watching. Trying to open again. I felt its pull tearing at the threads I’d anchored into the stone ...