Sorry. I've been busy with school and I just got home from being stuck at school... after a tornado warning!
![Surprise [:O]](/emoticons/emotion-3.gif)
(Yeah, I kind of regret using that tornado comparison in a previous chapter.)
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I am no longer alone. There is another young woman who is undergoing the same changes. Her name is Lisette, and she has blonde hair and saffron scales. We talk a lot. She and I have both undergone the three days' sleep and both of us feel as if our heads are stuck in plaster masks. It is like looking through a long tunnel, when I can see at all. Most of the time, my vision is heavily blurred. It looks like I feel, with the animal and human parts of be rubbed and blended together. There is still no fear. none...
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