Beware

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​The next morning, a set of five pinched fingers slowly outstretched, extending their reach in all directions. An eye opened with the rising of the sun, its pupil dilating and adjusting to the dawning light. A set of lips crackled apart, letting warm breath escape from the stalk. The new additions to the rose garden were coming along splendidly.

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