stood upon a balcony overlooking the moat surrounding the ice palace, gaze tilted upwards to the moon, half obscured by clouds that threaten the next snow fall, an attempt to grasp a few moments of peace if nothing more.
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the only thing they like about you is the tightness of your leash.
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embroidery needle stabbing a little too harshly into her work, only to come up against a tangle of threads in the back, grimacing and simply forcing it through.
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