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*She stands in the middle of the over grown greenhouse, singing as she tends to some flowers.*
Yes yes, very good my baby.
*Tendril like vines drift toward her as she finishes with the flowers and walks about the green house still humming to herself, her hand brushing by every leaf and petal as she goes.*
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