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Feb 21, 2006 09:30

She slept, although not well. Physical exhaustion, emotional stress. She cried herself into a fitful sleep on the floor, and slept for a couple of hours.

Now, however, she prowls her cage, scythe in hand. He hadn't even bothered to disarm her. He hadn't even needed to.

Overworked comparisons to caged predators would be useless on account of being far too close to the actual truth.
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