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... ’My little spider sister.’
The words echoed in my head as a church bell dropped down a marble staircase.
The woman in the chair was smiling. A warm, soft, sisterly smile. She looked like a statue carved from moonlight, dressed in dark, flowing robes that seemed to drink the light around her. Her white hair cascaded down her back like liquid starlight.
And she was floating.
Literally. An inch off the chair, like she was too divine to touch mundane furniture.
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