[Perona hums as a devilish smile ghosts across her red lips. Without a sound, she looks down, at the very small space between them. Terrifyingly, her own shadow seems to be sneaking toward Aang, creeping closer and clower...inch by inch... But her shadow's not a shadow - or at least it doesn't look like an ordinary shadow. Oh no, it looks much like hands, dozens of them, reaching out for the young boy.
Her chuckle is light, cold, and hollow--]
What to do, what to do, when the creepy-crawlies grab at you?
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Her chuckle is light, cold, and hollow--]
What to do, what to do, when the creepy-crawlies grab at you?