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... t in her proximity a struggle against the suffocating madness she exuded. Her spiraling twin tails undulated rhythmically, casting ripples through the warped air. Her grin stretched wider with every passing second as she waited—no, demanded—for my name.
My breath hitched, my mind racing. To name oneself in front of such an entity, one so unpredictable, so unhinged—what could she do with it? There were ancient warnings about names, how they could be used to control, bind, or worse.
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