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A Forceful Departure


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Hold.

 

She heard - one of the very last things the young Barbanov would hear, looking up from the mere chicken that so easily distracted her. Her vision was not ideal, neither was her only view on perspective. Making it harder to see what was coming so fast.

 

From her eye, the pale blurriness heading toward her so fast fashioned into a giant steed - but by the time her eyes had adjusted, she was already in the air. Already in someone’s arms.

 

“Cyclops. Keep quiet.

 

A command she refused to heed, kicking and screaming all the while – screams she hoped someone would hear. Just like that, the snow was gone. And she forgot something very dear.

 

After all the pain, now, when the girl woke up, all she heard was someone’s ramblings and mutterings. All she could do was hear.

 

She no longer had to worry about her failing eyesight.

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