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... ed in mythology, but her straight nose and chin seemed to be Sculpted with a chisel, each line is clear. She is staring at a young man in front of her, and a faint blue light flashes occasionally in the depths of her eyes. The young man was sitting on a gray wooden box, frowning heavily, holding a cheek with one hand, supporting his elbows on his thighs, and unwittingly rubbing his dusted boots on the dust. Pieces of glass in.
The sharp shards glittered in the candlelight, like pearls in ...
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