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She sat down opposite him and put hands on his chest. The fingers were barely visible through the bulky feathered wings. It seemed to him that invisible claws were tearing flesh and bones, looking for a way to the very heart. There was a bleeding hole in her own chest that she intended to fill. Long blond hair that became like a mane of feathers fell over her shoulders, but for the first time he did not want to touch it.