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The sticky black mass gave a tea-kettle hiss, its surface wafting smoke and steam as it quickened into a boil — then it shrank back into cool pale skin. Lillian stumbled to her feet and stared down at arms flaking and blowing into paper ash in the nigh…
Celia McKinley
✍ Posy Churchgate
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