The girl of no more than 7 winked, or at least tried to.
It helped her, it hurt her, it changed her. It was always with her. They stuck together Me, Myself, and I.
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"I'll start with . . ." It boomed, gazing around, letting it's gaze settle on ______
"You."
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Seven deadly sins, seven children, find their destiny, find out who has which.
Find out the truth. Save yourself.