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... d from what appeared to be luminescent silver wood. Her face remained completely expressionless, eyes vacant as though her consciousness dwelled elsewhere. Each movement she made possessed a mechanical precision, as if invisible strings guided her limbs like a marionette in some play.
With methodical detachment, she removed her garments, letting them fall around her feet in a careless heap. Her nakedness seemed incidental to her—merely a transitional state between one role and another. V ...
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