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Shed

Noises echoing
Distorted shadows cast upon the enclosed case
The sensation of the vibrations soothing to her ears
As those memories burning into her head race through once more

Conciousness regained and a clean slate of mind
Not a clue in the world
Her kin executed, lying dead where they once stood
All alone and left to fend on her own

Her old skin shed and the new one grown
She begins her long difficult trip to survive the road ahead
Each breathe getting heavier, each beat of the heart quicker
Her memory recollected once again