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Asanotohl could hear the gentle tone of Laurel’s voice over the music, and she frowned softly in concentration. The music did not dim, but her movements slowed slightly, her thoughts elsewhere. I… well, there’s a big room and a… a beautiful chandelier above… a man is dancing with me… Her thoughts fuzzed, and she forced herself to think harder. We’re dancing… and dancing… and he says he… loves me. Her eyes opened then and she stared blankly at the floor, suddenly stopping and letting her arms go limp. She couldn’t see his face, smell his scent, and the voice had been nothing but a whisper, nothing distinguishable. I’m sorry, she said after a moment, shaking her head and looking up at Laurel, her distinctive features turned into a bright, absent grin.
Asanotohl could hear the gentle tone of Laurel’s voice over the music, and she frowned softly in concentration. The music did not dim, but her movements slowed slightly, her thoughts elsewhere. I… well, there’s a big room and a… a beautiful chandelier above… a man is dancing with me… Her thoughts fuzzed, and she forced herself to think harder. We’re dancing… and dancing… and he says he… loves me. Her eyes opened then and she stared blankly at the floor, suddenly stopping and letting her arms go limp. She couldn’t see his face, smell his scent, and the voice had been nothing but a whisper, nothing distinguishable. I’m sorry, she said after a moment, shaking her head and looking up at Laurel, her distinctive features turned into a bright, absent grin.
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