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Sorin empties his pockets, which had a rose and a few tulips. Sorin looks at the rose for a minute.

Sorin touches the rose with the shadows, and infuses the flower with the darkness. It turns a beautiful shade of grey-black. He puts the rose in Rynia's hair.

Sorin smiles.