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... ed. She came face to face with the green-eyed panther once again, blade leveled at its muzzle.
“One hundred and sixtieth dream,” she growled. “Isn’t it?”
The panther did not answer. Instead it leaped overhead. Ink blossomed from its spine and unfurled into vast butterfly wings. They beat once, eclipsing the azure sky; daylight caved in, and the world drowned in black.
A single snowflake drifted down before a gale detonated outward. A white cyclone of snow pummeled her tre ...
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