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( when light is quenched, )

She stood tall and stark against the colors of the Menagerie, her form made of sharp black edges among the almost surreal softness and light of dawn. Despite her fatigue she stood with her shoulders straight and her head held high, her hair a conflagration, her skin porcelain. She stood victorious but silent against the backdrop of a new day, among the petals caught in the breeze, and she turned to greet her allies as they joined her at long last.

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