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... times I wonder what your conscience is made of.”
Aedis mumbled low and rested his chin on my head.
The flowers were swaying in one direction following the gentle breeze. When I first arrived here, I thought it was a northern and mild wind. But it had softened and it was as calm as a spring breeze.
“Aedis, don’t you think the weather is getting warmer?”
As I inhaled, a pleasantly cool, fresh air entered my chest. Aedis smiled and pretended innocence.
“I don ...
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