drops below the surface. fabria lunges, now with the whole of his body; a mass that hardly splashes to bear down on it. its purple coils vanish into dark. isaac scratches at his beard. ]
You can take those off now, [ a nod to her own gloves. ] May I see your hands?
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[ inch by struggling inch, the worm drifts,
drops below the surface. fabria lunges, now with the whole of his body; a mass that hardly splashes to bear down on it. its purple coils vanish into dark. isaac scratches at his beard. ]
You can take those off now, [ a nod to her own gloves. ] May I see your hands?
[ to check the inflammation. ]