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I broke my ring last night.

She was wrought of brittle blood iron, of a long line of those who fell to myriad violent deaths.

I'm a little sad, because she was the most longevid. She went around the world with me, she saw snow in the frozen north, she saw Seattle, she saw Vancouver. She was my companion in Hong Kong. I hadn't been to Hong Kong since I was a foolish little girl.

And now she is dead.