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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2017 2:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2017 10:22 am
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"Wake up," asked Melany, her face going vague.
The transformation was fast, this time. The world snapped into that odd faded honey-drip time, and the Spinel Lady was brushing Temperance's hand off. "Thank you," said the Lady. "That was quite timely, my dear heart. Hm."
She brushed her hands over Melany's ballet corps jacket, shedding it in favor of some creamy confection that reached the sidewalk, just a shade too dark to match her skin. A long black coat, embroidered in the color of the dress, her curls hanging loose in gentle waves. She twisted her own wrist, doing up a myriad of small buttons with delicate gloved fingertips. "What boon do you desire? Be quick; I have an appointment to keep."
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2017 10:43 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2017 10:56 am
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