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She climbed higher and higher hoping that once she got to the top she'd be safe. Her hands ached with blisters and cuts and her clothes were torn from the branches.
Max placed the object down on the table. It glowed and pulsed and sent sparks of light flitting through the room. It shifted colours from red to green to blue.
He was in love with her, he thought to himself. While at the same time thinking he wasn't capable of it. Love? Love? So mundane. So human. And he wasn't human. Not even close.