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... nocked out of her and for a moment, her vision blurred around the edges. She coughed and tasted dust and grit on her tongue. She got up and checked her limbs.
Bunch of bruises and scrapes, but...thankfully nothing’s broken...where’s Lucy?
"Lucy? Lucy!" she croaked, looking at the dark ceiling she’d fallen through. But there was no familiar burble, or warm tendril wrapped around her wrist in comfort.
At this point, I think I’d take the injury over this silence. And it’s so ...
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