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She needed the pain. It awoke her dormant senses, roused something deep within her, a maelstrom of yearning and purpose. It reminded her how easily she could lose everything. She had been walking along the strand, the coastal fog infiltrating every orifice of her mind; her skin numb, the sand beneath her feet, the wind through her hair, the mist on her bare shoulders, all seen but not felt. The heartache brought it all back.

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