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dropped .
Click . Lock . Darkness . It was quiet inside .
Even my own breathing disappeared .
Only the form remained .
And in this form she Since then, dozens of sessions have passed
.
Hundreds of glances .
.
Countless hands .
Some are cautious .
Some greedy .
Some trembling .
But every time the glass rose...
,
I didn't leave Sometimes at night Sigma would come back
.
Without words
.
.
Without touching .
And just stood there .
Sometimes stroking the dome .
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