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RE: Monarch - Chapter 187: Lillian III
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... fingertips, and a skittering of small things sent a chill down her spine. She pushed on in an urgent crawl until her back pressed against the spiraling tendrils and struggled to control her breathing as she turned her head to look out from the hiding place.
The black nose of a feral muzzle hovered beyond the bark of a nearby tree, suspended high in the air, drool leaking from its mouth as it drew in rasping sniffs, silently swiveling, the sound damp and foul.
Until now, her outi ...
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