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"Thread by Thread" by mangoslittlecoco
Melany pursed her lips and lowered her gaze, trying with no avail to ignore what was happening in front of her. It was something that occurred startlingly often; in the afternoon, as they gathered around the softly burning fire, she would curl up into her favorite chair, delicately shoved into a far corner. It wasn't that somebody didn't wish to see Melany and placed it there- quite the contrary, she just didn't want them to see her...

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