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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
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They had made it back? That was good...wasn't it? Did it mean the eyes couldn't harm them? Or did it mean they simply chose not to? Either way the entire experience had left the cloak in a torrent of questions, its slightly agitated state reflected in the way parts of it moved softly about Franki's ankles while the parts around her shoulders lay calm. Though perhaps now that they were back and she had seen what it wanted her to see, she wished to be rid of him...

The concept of having to leave her so soon saddened the cloak, as up until this point it had only been with her in the dark place. But now, out in the sun and amongst the light..... Oh she had eyes. And ears. And a nose. And skin.... How glorious the senses were. It could stay with her a bit longer perhaps? Yes. At least until she made her wishes known one way or the other. Jennifer always had. So did Strange's apprentice. Yes, the cloak would remain for just a bit longer. Opportunities such as this did not come along very often, and to push it away so soon and so openly.....why....it would be a travesty.

And so it sat, draped across her shoulders and flowing down her body perfectly content with it's present situation, if not still a bit worried by what it had just seen. Seen. It had actually seen something.
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