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Its chest does not rise and fall. You catch the glint of a wet pupil in the sunken shadow of its face, a warm glow against the bare slope of its wan shoulder. It holds a rust-tinted dandelion, knuckles bound with the torque of a muscle being pulled to its limit.
It raises its gift to you, from Earth’s new animal and its flock of lepers.