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etstone, the grating soun

waving the shears menacingly. "You're gonna weav

, her essence, was somethi

hands folded in her lap.

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fingers twit

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shadows on the walls, making t

corner, my heart hamm

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ened he

ver, blazing with a

errifying smile that

ions are me

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tendrils, like moonlight made

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a's screams became weaker, his

with terror,

essence, being pulled from him, drawn into t

ying, a grote

his hair lost its color, t

n moments, becomi

aded, Pa slumped to the

en, staring, but

ply, a flush on her cheeks, her si

ring essence that still clung to the

ngers, she b

d, not

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n, a storm of em

so... relief. A ter

eatings, the yelli

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ed the ch

silence. For your.

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