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"Most exquisite," says the witchhunter. "Perhaps I'll keep you for myself once we're done here. Don't you fret, it won't be so bad. In fact, nothing will ever seem so bad again once we're through here."
Tears fall from Aura's green eyes. Her memory refuses to yield to her probing for . . . gods, what did she used to do? And though she's generally unashamed of being skyclad, the witchhunter's leering leaves her sickly naked. The sweat begins to run down her skin as chills rush down her spine.
"Please," she says.
The witchhunter smiles. "There may be some momentary discomfort."

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"Most exquisite," says the witchhunter. "Perhaps I'll keep you for myself once we're done here. Don't you fret, it won't be so bad. In fact, nothing will ever seem so bad again once we're through here."
Tears fall from Aura's green eyes. Her memory refuses to yield to her probing for . . . gods, what did she used to do? And though she's generally unashamed of being skyclad, the witchhunter's leering leaves her sickly naked. The sweat begins to run down her skin as chills rush down her spine.
"Please," she says.
The witchhunter smiles. "There may be some momentary discomfort."

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