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... ned across the ceiling. Eventually, Sapphyr was compelled to touch it, which she did.
She stuck her finger inside the dense mist before withdrawing it. It was an action performed on a whim, yet she was surprised by the fact it produced a result. A thin coat of Ira stuck to her finger and, for some odd reason, it compelled her.
In the next moment, Sapphyr sucked every morsel of Ira off her finger without a worry of her surroundings. To make matters worse, she even closed her eyes ...
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