Turning on a dime, her filthy skirt flaring with the motion, her hair a banner of dusty gold, she was suddenly there and then she's not, dispersed into a fine mist like morning fog. It moved with its own mind, spilling onto the floor, over Vlad's shoes and around his legs, and then she was there again with clutching hands and raking claws to take him to the ground.
A shout came from upstairs, as did the shattering of glass and splintering of wood, and something heavy and inanimate landed in the courtyard outside. Claudia wailed, a long, mournful note, and Domenica flashed a smile of triumph at her enemy.
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Turning on a dime, her filthy skirt flaring with the motion, her hair a banner of dusty gold, she was suddenly there and then she's not, dispersed into a fine mist like morning fog. It moved with its own mind, spilling onto the floor, over Vlad's shoes and around his legs, and then she was there again with clutching hands and raking claws to take him to the ground.
A shout came from upstairs, as did the shattering of glass and splintering of wood, and something heavy and inanimate landed in the courtyard outside. Claudia wailed, a long, mournful note, and Domenica flashed a smile of triumph at her enemy.
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