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Blanc gasped as the heart inside her ribcage beat once again; lost soul returned to the hollow in the mortal shell. Sucking in deep breaths she'd been deprived of, her eyes opened again, and the world came back to her in all of its death and glory, together with memories of her lifetimes, crashing like a tsunami.
Mother.
She staggered to her feet, standing despite the blood that soaked her to her thin skin and colored her vermilion dress deep red, a newborn lamb.
With new life thrumming in her veins, Blanc began to search for Susie Bannion.
For Her.