Elena
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Regression Tok. Todok. Raindrops brushed my cheeks and slid down. “Get up there.” The executioner in the black hood beside me spoke. Executioner—though all he really did was let go of the guillotine’s rope, so his arms and frame were not especially large. ‘…So this is how I die.’ I thought as I stepped onto the platform. The guillotine’s razor‑sharp blade gleamed, and the onlookers surrounding me erupted in cheers. A few even hurled filth in my direction. “Pff….” I…-
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