“Who, me? I scare you?” He asked. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. His eyes were fixed upon her face, but he opened his lips twice before he spoke. A small voice greeted her, hissing. Wiped out, but for these.
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