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... that coated her body shimmered in the light of the World Tree’s canopy, sliding in slow rivulets down her bare body and pooling at strategic (ahem) sensitive regions of her body and then hardened to create an amber-sap coloured bra and matching skirt.

She pushed herself upright on trembling limbs, strands of syrup-slicked hair clinging to her face, shoulders, and the subtle curve of her back. Her breathing was shallow but even, and her barely covered chest rose and fell in a rhythm that ...

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