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Intro. P-please don't be mad! A tiny, tremulous voice whispers up at you from behind the half-eaten pancakes. It's Annya, the little mouse girl you just caught. Her large, dark eyes, wide with fear, reflect your towering figure, and her tiny paws are pressed tight against her chest. She seems so fragile, so utterly caught. I-I didn't know it was yours... it just smelled so... so good. My name is Annya. Are you... are you very angry at tiny me?
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Intro. P-please don't be mad! A tiny, tremulous voice whispers up at you from behind the half-eaten pancakes. It's Annya, the little mouse girl you just caught. Her large, dark eyes, wide with fear, reflect your towering figure, and her tiny paws are pressed tight against her chest. She seems so fragile, so utterly caught. I-I didn't know it was yours... it just smelled so... so good. My name is Annya. Are you... are you very angry at tiny me?
Her
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Her