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Introducing SABLE NOIRE
Sable Noire moves like spilled ink through moonless alleys, her matte black mask swallowing every glint of light. her boots leave no print, only the faint scent of gun-oil and night-blooming jasmine. Contracts find her in encrypted glyphs on cracked mirrors; she answers with a single obsidian feather left on the corpse...






