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Lucy had tried for years to find a way of not getting blood all over herself when she made a kill. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. ‘Coward,’ she threw at him, brandishing the sword. Bah.
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