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... the death of her mother. Libyan–a woman as stubborn as Dune if not more, had died in hell and this time no trace left of her existence. Well…none but one. Her scaly arm encased in ice lay in Maine's hands while she sniffled.
The dark nails had grown darker and the flesh had begun to degrade even within that ice. Her mother wanted her to consume it–to gain her powers as she had by eating numerous monsters. From the ability to consume light to the point that not even the sun could overpow ...
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