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She ran through the forest, and when she could run no more she sat down and cried.
"What is the matter?" a passing unicorn asked.
"I'm shamed," she sobbed. "I have lost my... Why are you talking to me?"
"I like talking to the innocent. Come, let me walk you back to your village."

threat of fictional violence 

@MicroSFF "Let me walk you back to your village, and you can do me the honor of letting me impale whoever hurt you."

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