Caldera looked into the mirror and saw a face she hadn't seen in a decade looking back at her. Instead of the dull chrome that she had become so used to seeing covering the left side of her face, she saw only pink flesh. She tentatively reached her hand up and felt her cheekbone, the skin slightly warm to the touch, and then stroked her eyebrow, the hair jet black and course just like the one over her right eye. She ran the tip of her finger over the curve of her ear and snapped her fingers a few times, the sound bright and crisp.
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Caldera looked into the mirror and saw a face she hadn't seen in a decade looking back at her. Instead of the dull chrome that she had become so used to seeing covering the left side of her face, she saw only pink flesh. She tentatively reached her hand up and felt her cheekbone, the skin slightly warm to the touch, and then stroked her eyebrow, the hair jet black and course just like the one over her right eye. She ran the tip of her finger over the curve of her ear and snapped her fingers a few times, the sound bright and crisp.