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... uld without losing grip on my perch. Involuntarily, my tongue slipped from my mouth in a defiant hiss. It, too, was horrified.
Do you think that we could sell this thing? the male-who-was-not-repentant made a few noises, holding onto my shed scale-flesh as he walked. Distracted as I had been, I hadnt noticed that he picked it up to take it with him.
I wasnt sure what to think about that.
I just knew that he hadnt earned the right to touch something that glowed with the Gr ...
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