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βΊ Κα΄α΄α΄ α΄Ι΄α΄ ΙͺΙ΄ α΄Κα΄ κ°ΙͺΚα΄ κ±α΄ΚΙͺα΄κ±. βΊ πΌπππ£πππ π₯ππ ππππππ€ π¨ππ₯πππ. βΊ A series of fires erupts across Los Angeles, and every time, the only remains left behind are piles of fine ash-no bones, no bodies, just whispers in the air. Diana Shaw has always had an intuitive gift, but after investigating one of the burn sites, she begins hearing voices in the smoke, crying out for help. βΊ John Constantine fanfiction [OFC] β© city consumed by fire and whispers β’ constantine β’ fire β’ arson β’ mystery β’ demons β’
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