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She waved her hands in smooth, circular motions, as if unwinding a large spool of string. As if in answer to her, the sisters’ clothes started to pull, to strain, and tear, mostly along seams.
🕑 Added 2020-12-08 11:00:00 +0000 UTCThe tears started where the flesh was packed so tight that the fabric, without magic, could no longer hold—the backsides, the thighs,
