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"You know him?" Phoebe asked Maureen.
Maureen nodded and said nothing else on the matter. Phoebe could not tell if this Gecko was a friend or a foe.
They looked at all of the dolls and Phoebe stopped at one that looked different. She stopped because the Saxon spirit was hovering around it. The doll was not golden, it was carved from wood and stood are a foot tall. It was also a female doll with a beautiful, delicate face. The features seemed to be alive, especially the eye that shimmered with hues of blue and silver. The expression inside was enigmatic as if a storm was held within.
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