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“That's just how it should beOkay, let's dust on a little Smooth
She twisted the last cylinder's top and shook an iridescent powder into her handShe patted it
into my cheek, then patted another handful onto my arm
“You'll always have a small line on your arm,” she said apologeticallyA deep
wound…” She shruggedAbsentmindedly, she brushed the hair back from my neck and
examined the scar“This was nicely doneWho was your Healer?”
“Um… Faces Sunward,” I said, pulling the name from one of my old students“I was in…
Eureka, MontanaI didn't like the coldI felt a twist of anxiety in my stomach
“I started out in Maine,” she said, not noticing anything amiss in my voiceAs she spoke, she
cleaned the blood from my neck“It was too cold for me, tooWhat's your Calling?”
“Um… I serve foodIn a Mexican restaurant in… Phoenix She wasn't looking at me funnyShe was wiping my cheek nowNo worries, Glass SpiresYour face looks greatWould you like some water?”
“Yes, please I kept a grip on myselfIt wouldn't do to bolt the glass down the way I wanted
toI wasn't able to stop myself from finishing it all, th