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     Malachi frowns. “Amnesia and you can’t speak? You got roughed up bad out there.” He sits down, toeing the sand thoughtfully. “There was a pretty big storm last night. Chances are you got injured and fell into the water.” His gaze lands out where he fetched her from the waves. They lazily lap the shore as he recalled an incredible strike of rose tinted lightning that collided with the ocean last night. Sparks had flown up to dot the sky, and the entire sea came to life, glowing, raging, angry. He looks down at his paws again and see sparks dance from his claws into the sand. “It’s some miracle you survived,”  He remarks.

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