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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

It smelt like rot. Like seven day old meat. Then vomit and dirt. The growls from the cell was low and guttural. He stared at it. Yes, no longer his olive skinned seed. Not his funny, talkative child. No. Her eyes shone unnaturally. The blue orbs like glass, too transparent, too unrecognizable.

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