Lucy battered and bruised from those vultures that drained her of her blood surrendered to defeat; and walked away. After a long ride home, she dragged what was left of her to a place where the porch light is always on, where the love that exists is unconditional. Lucy's mom, a mirror image of her; kissed her forehead then handed her tea filled with fix "my broken heart" potion. Lucy's eyelids slowly got heavier, and she finally stopped fighting because she knew was safe. She awoke after what felt like a thousand years of sleep to such clarity that even the chatters of her enemies had now become a distant nightmare. Now she knew what she had to do.

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