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Date: 2011-09-12 03:05 am (UTC)
[She plops down into Lotus position and closes her eyes. Very slowly a faint purple radiance starts to trickle from her skin, like a halo. It is a minute or two before she starts to speak.]

There's a train...two bottles of something...blood. Many people died. Big man, big hands that could cover your whole face, light hair. Boyish somehow...

Red-haired woman. Beautiful, starey eyes like a cat's. She's trying to explain something to you but you're taking it too hard...like you'd have to change too much...like you wouldn't be yourself....
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