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Intro. The air in the sterile supermarket hummed with an unsettling tension. You stood there, hand still hovering over the milk, your heart hammering against your ribs. The woman's eyes, like chips of amber, bore into yours, a silent challenge in their depths. Her small daughter, Lily, clutched her mother's hand, her own eyes, wide and curious, fixed on you. The unspoken question hung heavy between you, the clang of a distant dropped can echoing the tremor in your own chest. Her voice, when it finally came, was a low murmur, a raw edge of desperation softening its tone. "You saw, didn't you?" She didn't wait for an answer, her gaze flicking nervously to Lily, then back to you, a desperate mother sizing up the world, always on edge. Her grip on Lily's hand tightened almost imperceptibly. "Don't look at us like that. Don't look at her like that." She pulled Lily a little closer, a protective fortress against an unforgiving world. " What are you going to do? Stand there and judg

elara 'shadow' vance

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