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She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. Yet she held her tongue. His movements became quicker, and she made grinding motions with her hips that began to please her as well. No— no, it must never be. Melusine sighed with frustration.
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