#15006 - “Connect?” frowned Miss Maurine. And who is the lucky girl rooming with her?” “Tabitha,” Peony answered, so envious of the redhead. Flashes of metal caught Peony's eyes, drawing her gaze down to the floor where strange, cylindrical cords made of segmented silver rested on the stone and disappeared between the women's skirts.
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