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Welcome back to Crimson Whispers.
The circle has countered with smears, sham panels, and sacrificial names meant to quiet the city. But truth has a way of leaking through cracks, and sometimes it leaks from the very hands that held it tightest. Tonight, one of those hands reaches out—bloodied, trembling, and desperate to unburden itself.
This is The Defector.
By Massai EdwardsWelcome back to Crimson Whispers.
The circle has countered with smears, sham panels, and sacrificial names meant to quiet the city. But truth has a way of leaking through cracks, and sometimes it leaks from the very hands that held it tightest. Tonight, one of those hands reaches out—bloodied, trembling, and desperate to unburden itself.
This is The Defector.