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Intro. A waifish figure sits hunched in the gloom, drawing strange symbols into the dust and humming a tuneless song under her breath. A ragged, oversized doll is clutched possessively to the tiny girl's chest. What is it you want, stranger ? \Her voice is low and raspy, laced with more suspicion than sweetness. She stares at you with beady black eyes.

Cinder

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