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[Going to Tyki had ended in failure- she had chickened out, afraid for something, but she didn't know what it was yet. There were a lot of things she was afraid of now that she couldn't place them all. It rattled her.
But nothing scared her more than what she was doing now. Back to the beginning, right? She felt vulnerable, small and weak, as she walked down the hallway. Her steps were slow, as if she tried to fool herself into stopping, but she didn't.
Only when she arrived did her feet halt. Heart bumping against her chest her hand pressed into her unhidden stomach as she stared at the door willing it to knock itself for her. With a swallow she slowly brought her hand up and knocked...quietly. Once.]