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I like the way you shared it. "You know this is a pet project. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them. The reward is mine. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. The rest she meant to keep for her immediate necessities.
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