A Mythical World
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"A girl could make a friend."
"I have friends," Celandine said.
She didn't have though. She was in a dream, lost and didn't remember her memories, how could she have friends?
"None I can see," said the one without a nose. He was squat and thick, with huge hands. Black hair covered his arms and legs and chest, even his back.
The bald one opened his mouth and hissed like some immense white lizard. When Celandine flinched back, startled, he opened his mouth wide and waggled his tongue at her, only it was more a stump than a tongue. "Stop that," she blurted.
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