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... s Memory is Laced with Blood and Candy
I was still a little floaty-headed when I hauled myself upright in search of something vaguely food-shaped. Just in case I passed out mid-waddle, I clutched Crystal’s hand — mostly for balance, partly because holding hands with your seven-foot-tall galactic horror-wife is good for morale.
It’s always slightly disorienting walking beside her. She’s tall in a way that feels... threatening. Graceful, yes, but very "might open her thorax and sho ...
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