Cerys and the idea (in progress)

Cerys saw it coming from a way behind her. It whizzed, it whirred, it spun and sparked. She caught the idea and held it tight.

She held it tight in her fist. It buzzed and tingled like catching lightning or a tinkerbell. Then she opened her hand.

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