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... 't reply, because she was a touch busy shoving her entire face into the dirt. The dirt of the Overlook, of the outside world—something past the dungeon. Her first taste of Aiqith.
Her first literal taste, because Nicau was pretty sure she'd just licked it.
Overhead, the moon gleamed in a half-crescent between silvertine clouds, an eve of the approaching wet season. Warm air, kissed with a sea-wrung breeze, drifted through the altitude to settle on his shoulders. He inhaled, holdi ...
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