Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. Come along, master. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension.
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