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Odd, I think.
This side shown of Ginny... When I read book 2, I could just see this side of her, walking slowly and at all appearances alone. But she is not alone. He was all around her, breathing her in and willing her to do the same. To let him engulf her, even if it meant every single bit of her being sucked away and drained until there was nothing keeping her together, until she was no longer solid.
It's odd, I know.
Your writing illustrated everything a reader sees in their mind but never gets to see in the text. And you do it masterfully, you need to keep writing.
Zenith...
Worst moment or period of one's life or existence.
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