Chapter 19 The Bloodline of the Abyss

The shadow claw rose from the deep like a drowned continent.

Seawater cascaded off its jagged, obsidian knuckles in thunderous waterfalls. The reek of ancient, rotting ocean trenches and stagnant brimstone filled my lungs, choking out the clean scent of cinnamon and ash that always anchored me t...

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