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Isolated amongst the throng of locals. Hats perched, all dressed formally in black for "the event".
Surrounded she is judged
...she judges too. At an atomic level she interacts with reality. A small cluster of burning behind her head. Hovering. Coalescing, growing.
She judges them all.
Harshly.