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... in my mind—to see what kind of pattern they were forming. After concentrating for a while, letting the lines twist and converge, I came to a conclusion.
It was a bizarre shape.
The more I stared at it, the clearer it became.
It looked like the face of a reindeer—only instead of eyes, it had a pair of twisted, broken horns. There was something writhing between them, a tangled, fleshy mass. A tentacle. Or maybe several, wound together. That was the shape that kept forming ...
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