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* The craft felt very tiny as it hovered just above the water, and I was conscious of being perched at the opening of a doorway or a hatch. My hands gripped the edges of the wall, and I sat in a crouched position, like I was getting ready to pounce. I looked behind me, over my shoulder, and saw a familiar face; short brown hair, twinkling blue eyes, a mischievous smile… And then I hit the ic…
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