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... sound of firewood burning could be heard.
In the fireplace embedded in the wall, an orange flame burned quietly. Sparks flew up and down as if they were alive, scattering a soft and dim light.
A lady bathed in the dim light of the fire was lying on a rocking chair, reading a book in her hand absent-mindedly.
She was wearing a black gauze dress that looked like she was going to attend a banquet. It was difficult to hide her slender and graceful figure.
She wasn’t p ...
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