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A Ball of Wool

“Um … ‘scuse me … I think you dropped this.” Elizabeth looked up, curbing her instinct to recoil at the apparition in front of her. The girl was skinny; lank, mousy hair fell raggedly around her shoulders; lip, nose and eyebrows all sported piercings, not to mention several up each ear; a snake tattoo coiled from the back of her hand, around her arm and up to her nearly-naked shoulder. What read more ...