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Page 26 of The Onyx Covenant (The Lunaterra Chronicles #2)

Aria

The current tugs at my limbs with greedy fingers, trying to drag me back into the churning depths. I dig my nails into the muddy bank, fighting for purchase as I haul myself from the river’s furious grasp. Water streams from my hair, my body—Gods, I’m soaked to the bone, and the night air already pricks at my skin with its chill.

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