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... in the night sky twinkled with a dim light.
The sound of the Mystical Deer’s hooves pulling the sleigh was especially clear on the silent snowfield, as if drumming against the pitch-black rhythm.
"Today is probably my eleventh birthday."
Siegler looked up at the moon, her purple eyes reflecting the clear moonlight, as if she had thought of something.
Besides when she was very young, when her parents were still around, she had celebrated proper birthdays. Later, ev ...
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