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She reached the final pile without finding anything even close to fitting her Then her hand brushed against so stiff and coarse She pulled out a jacket h blue material Denim, that's what it was called Unlike the other clothes, the denim jacket also looked about her size

She stood up to try the jacket on It was a couple of sizes too big, the hehs and the sleeves overhanging her fingers by an inch or two Still, it was close enough Plus the rough h the forest without tearing She buttoned the jacket and smiled at the warmth it provided

With the jacket still on, she resu She found a pair of pants made from the same material as the jacket Blue jeans There was also a blouse made of black cotton fabric A T-shirt Both articles looked a bit too big for her, but they would serve her purposes

She changed into the dry clothes and again s familiar about this ensemble A voice whispered at her to check the pockets She rifled through the interior and exterior pockets of the jacket and the pockets of the jeans without finding anything Yet she couldn't help feeling she should have found so

She put a hand to her wet hair and felt soan toaround the pile At last she turned up an orange band made of a stretchy fabric-elastic She pushed her hair back and gathered it into a short ponytail, which she secured with the elastic band One rogue tress slipped out to caress her cheek

A ht She toddled over to it, careful not to trip on the cuffs of the pants She stared at her face in theacross her face She saw more than a simple reflection; she saw a ht This was how she had looked in her past, before Pryde had kidnapped her Perhaps she hadn't worn these exact clothes, but she had worn soan to ache frohts Another stoet so by now and she hadn't slept all night The piles of clothes would h nest, softer even than her pallet back in town She curled up on one pile and then pulled up a couple of skirts as blankets Within moments she had fallen to sleep