“They fear you,” the hollow man said. “But they are not wrong to fear what follows you.”
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When the villagers saw her return, torches raised, they hesitated. Behind her, the thornwood flowers burst into flame—but she did not burn. The hollow man’s laughter echoed from no throat. “They fear you,” the hollow man said
