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... blue spread across the floor of the tower-nest, reflecting the light of glow-caps and ore-flesh alike. Tiny thought-hisses pressed against my mind-nest, searching for instruction and meaning. I hissed back.
The multicolored veins relaxed, sinking further into the soil below them.
Wow, the-female-who-was-not-Needle said, her voice kept low and reverent. That was actually...pretty.
She turned towards me, resting on her shoulder once again, and reached out a hand to scratch ...
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