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... anticipation, as if it sensed her presence and beckoned her closer.
She stood at the edge, her bare toes curling slightly against the cool stone, her naked form illuminated in the emerald light—lean muscles taut, breasts firm, spiraled horns casting faint shadows.
A flicker of curiosity danced in her eyes as she studied the translucent, living liquid.
With a measured breath, she stepped forward, one foot sinking slowly into the slime.
It was denser than water, th ...
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