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Consciousness dawned on Neeku as she slowly opened her eyes. She wasnât sure what time it was, but she did feel much better. Her ribs barely felt bruised now, and most of her wounds had healed; she didnât feel anything bleeding. If only this type of sleep could repair my clothes as well as my body, she chuckled to herself. Although she felt confident that...
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Myneekuâla tried pulling her arm out of her stepfatherâs grip, but it was no use. She was only nine, barely four feet tall, all knees and elbows, and he was a butcher who spent all day chopping up meat that went to the better parts of Tawnytown. âLet me go!â she hissed at him. She knew better than to scream out or call for help;...
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