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The steel fence was chilly on the meat of her forearms, so she rolled down her sleeves, not bothering to button the cuffs; the sun would come out from behind the clouds any time now.
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Let’s Get Real 1
It started out as an uncomfortable late-morning meeting over tea with her aunt, in which Elsa dressed as her mother had always insisted: pressed, pleated skirt; stiff white blouse with a Peter Pan collar; frilly-topped white anklets inside white sandals with slippery soles not meant for running.
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My head is hot, tight—gimme a squeeze and my eyeballs will pop,
Plop into the space that separates your body from mine—
You’d burn from the kiss I might steal were I not so sick.
But it’s all right.
Watcher Doings 43
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Plangeduc grabbed the cellphone out of his pocket and pattered down the stairs to the lake and the end of the dock where the signal was strongest for videocalling.
Elinorth picked up after the fifth ring—it was the middle of the night, afterall—and sat up in bed, hair a wild mess; behind her, a younger not-fully-bearded gnome groaned and switched on the light on the tree stump night table, then rolled over and recommenced snoring.
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The Lady turned her cool copper-green eyes to Ferah, and her brother, Montay, awkwardly struggling to stand upright without his sister’s aid; both were a little burnt and steaming from their deadly challenge with Jimann. “I’ll take a raincheck on the Tater Tot Hotdish, as good at it sounds, but these clementines…” she crooned as she picked one out of the bag that Fernlodth had dropped in his haste, “…are perfect for a late-night snack!”
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Lady Lake continued to rotate her upraised hand clockwise to gather, and the moonlit sky both darkened and lightened as seagulls came from all directions from their nighttime roosting spots, hovering and circling overhead, as she suggested gently to the crew of gnomes and shapeshifters, “You might want to step closer inside the protective circle, because things are about to get even more real.
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“That was…interesting…” purred Jimann, licking his lips and stroking the front of his neck, having resumed a human form, albeit a 15 foot one, “So interesting that I’m going to take you both—such experiences bear repeating; the deal is off and we’re going to play more, so march!”
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