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... The trees above them were thin and beautiful. They were white-barked with low-hanging branches she'd climbed with Ronald in the old days. But soon, they entered the darker parts of the forest. The trees became thicker, and the light came through the leaves less. As they did, Anoa looked more and more on edge. It was as if something was hurting him, but he was trying to hide it. Relma wondered what it was. Some inner conflict or spiritual attack?
She supposed that Anoa would be subjected ...
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