Chapter 47 ARCHITECT OF RUIN

POV SYLVIE

The sirens weren't the usual Astoria University security chirps. These were deep, guttural wails that vibrated through the very marrow of my bones. As I stood on the edge of the Quad, clutching the lead-lined blueprints to my chest, the world felt like it was tilting on a jagged axis. Blu...

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