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Ellen did a great job adding the brothers’ personalities to their faces. Can you figure out which is which?
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Imagine it…
Excerpt, chapter three, The Transformation of Anna.
She [Anna] turned to the way she came and stared at the forms as they overtook the narrow alley. A man led center, his companions flanking. Each unified stride caused their capes to furl with controlled motion. A bleak lamp lit their approach—a dark trio. Reapers, all of them—black hair, black eyes, black cloaks.
Curfew breakers are never seen again. At that moment, she believed.
Her body trembled and she backed into a corner for support. “This is a nightmare.” Her shallow voice quivered and sent denial through her. “This isn’t happening!” The tomb-like closure briefly echoed her claim but the measured steps resounded as they approached.
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