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They're like coyotes; sniffing around until they smell blood in the air. Waiting for that one unfortunate gazelle to walk by so they can attack. She c..
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She snuck around the corner, knowing there was no way she could turn back now. She could feel the cold steel of the blade running down the nerves of h..
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She'd run out of obvious options, yes, but she finally realized that she did have one, if worst came to worst. She didn't want to do what she needed t..
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She stared down at the purple bruises covering her arms, almost fully yellow even where they weren't purple, all from their past arguments. If that's..
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