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[contains a topic of death] A story by Lily M Hull “Can I help you?” Her voice was low and as smooth as velvet. I hovered over the chair next to her, nearly gaping in awe. “May I?” I put my hand on the back of the seat, and she gestured to it lazily. I sat, feeling the red silk of its arm, and gathered my courage before explaining, “I know you. And, of course, you know me.” “Intriguing.” she hummed, crossing her legs. I tried my best to avert my gaze. “So, the famous question. Who are you?” I swallowed. “I want you to guess. I know you can p...
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