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The Cartomancer's Last Hand
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Mireille reaches the top of the bank, lungs burning. The city gate is right there. But the rising river isn't water anymore. It's playing cards, thousands of them, swirling up to block her path. The Drowned Queen's voice purrs, 'You can't fold on me.'
Mireille tears off her late mother's silver ring and throws it into the storm of cards. The metal cuts through like a knife, and the cards fall dead to the ground. She sprints through the gap into the waking city, free, the fog dying behind her at last.
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