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The deception before her eyes caused her a momentary blankout of her mind; she stood gaping, again gripping her flute as if to lose it would be to her sense of the reality.
How... ~ She shook her head disbelievingly, only to hear the continued whimperings of the pathetic child and his helpless form ~ No... I mustn't... not yet... not until I'm sure.
She steeled herself against this cry of distress, knowing that a false step could not only send herself, but everyone else into a state of vulnerability.
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