No! No! You can't take her! yelps the daughter in a shrill voice. It's as if her life is being yanked from her hands, her heart from her chest. The mother continues to pull until Lenein's left arm tears from the rest of the body. Ugh, such cheap threads and poor sewing! A lazy novice must have put this one together. Feathers and fluff pop into the
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