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Opposite him, as though in a distorted mirror, was the reflection of the same man, but not beautiful — instead, twisted into a demonic snarl, with glowing red eyes. More precisely, one eye! The other had a paintbrush viciously embedded in it, one of the very brush…
Mariana Busarova
✍ Posy Churchgate
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