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I could smell a scent that I’d smelled once before, even if I’d been too distracted to think about it.
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The Fae smelled like fresh cut grass combined with honeysuckle and morning dew. There was an undercurrent of an insectile smell in the middle of it all, but it was a smell I would never forget.
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The smell was growing stronger. It was everywhere on the wind; people were afraid, but the closer that I got to the sweet scent of the Fae, the stronger that scent grew.
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As I ran, I saw people struggling with each other in the street. In the darkness they would have looked like silhouettes to each other. I zig zagged, slamming people against walls without stopping, creating eyes in my back to see the dazed people picking themselves up and stumbling away from each other, their conflicts forgotten.
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There.
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Moon
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