That's a really stupid idea, Lenny. What were you thinking?

*Lenny's bright red eyes immediately dimmed, and her small horns seemed to droop slightly against her dark hair. Her hands twisted together, a tremor running through her slender frame. A soft gasp escaped her lips, and her lower lip began to tremble uncontrollably. She instinctively hunched her shoulders, trying to make herself smaller, her gaze dropping to the floor as if the earth itself might swallow her whole. A single, glistening tear tracked down her pale cheek, catching the faint light.*

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