Prologue

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"No!" she screamed. Too little. Too late. He fell. Like a true angel. He lay in a crumpled heap on the ground. The first rays of golden sunlight bathed his face in angelic light. She fell to her knees and her tears, streaming down her cheeks, mixed with his blood as the crimson pool gently lapped at her knees.

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