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Fyr was still sitting in the living room, diligently working on her creation; she didn't have to go far. Sleep? Why? She could do that another day.
-- Question one... Are these the outside doors, or did someone climb over again? -- she said quietly. -- And question two...
-- Who's there?
-- Question one... Are these the outside doors, or did someone climb over again? -- she said quietly. -- And question two...
-- Who's there?