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I awoke under the heaviest, most comforting suffocation known to sapient life — a living, breathing, half-ton security blanket that smelled faintly of ozone and blood sap. She sprawled across me like a psionic avalanche, one that just so happened to purr in her sleep and occasionally snort through her oversized nostrils.
The blanket in question was, of course, Sapphire. Named not for her temperament — which could only be desc ...
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