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There was a fair girl. Her hair as white was the sun. Her eyes a blue sparkle that reminded her of her won father. The girl smiled happily. Playing with the woman next to her. A stark replica. Her mama .

There was a boundary, one as thin as air that kept her out, all her trouble and cries to join the reunion unproductive. The aged woman turned to her and gestured. Smiling at her sorely.

Selene woke with a jolt. Her unhappiness following her from the dream world. She could still feel the burning wrathfulness. How could they leave her?

She sat on her bed for a nanosecond. Stretching her stiff branches and yawning.

She could smell fresh cutlet all the way from her room. The royal kitchen last in the hall.

She swung her legs over the bed and left for the restroom. Eager to submerge in the warm water. The morning was cold. The room colder as the fire had long turned to smoking coals.

Selene undressed herself precipitously and buried herself in the warm pot. The scent of lavender gen