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The medusa-thing didn’t have a language, but it spoke to her through her brain. It let her know of its pleasure in having found a body at last. It flashed her ideas of its intentions.
It didn’t have speech, but it had a sense of self.
The initial fear Winter had was quickly sapped away by a wash of euphoric feeling. A tapped nerve center, a gland being made to produce more serotonin.
She knew “it” was really a “she.”
And she knew that Medusa had been waiting for ages for a body like Winter’s.
Series
- Part 204 of Sarri's Exchange Works
