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      “No, I just…”

Dawn trailed off, blue eyes  focused  on  shaking  hands.  It wasn’t
that she wanted to hurt Tara’s feelings, but…     she  wasn’t  REAL. 
She was a key, a thing, made up by a bunch of monks. Everything
she thought she knew, all of her life before six months ago, was a
lie. It hadn’t existed.                                           She hadn’t existed. 

  How could any of them really love her, now that they knew that?

                                    “I’m not real. How can you love
                                      something   that’s   not   real?”