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CHAPTER 29F THE GREATDAY OF THE CRYSTAL BALL 'Oooohhh! Look, Dul,' she swooned hopping up and down, the tail of his coat clenched in her fist. His eyes of heightened awareness swept over the scrambled peach with murky violet of the alien sky melted in multiple moons. 'Yeh, I see em.' He affirmed.... Sign in to see full entry.