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She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. It was during Martin’s Violin Concerto that she was extraordinary. No doubt that was due to his helplessness. “Is that all you have to say?” Michelle challenged her. . “Then I will do what I can,” Anna promised. It may not be just, it may not be fair, but things are so. The stain upon our family is only half effaced: I have sworn the death of the villain and his bastard, and I will keep my oath. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her.
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