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Chapter 383 The Vessel Preparation Nursery

Author: R.J. Sterling
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 00:16:44

Serena started stealing the names out loud.

Not all of them.

Not yet.

She tested the first one like a woman tasting wine.

"Eli Thorne," her voice whispered through the ceiling speakers.

Mira went still.

The boy's half-formed outline in the cradle jerked as if something had hooked behind his ribs.

I slammed both hands onto the glass.

"Mira, say it."

Mira's face had gone blank with terror.

"Say it!"

"Eli Thorne!" she s

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