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... ght and firelight, like the Milky Way flowing down from the heavens.
She was barefoot, walking hand-in-hand on the damp sand with the man known as her 'husband.'
The sand beneath their feet was soft and cool, and occasionally, small pools of seawater would seep into the shallow footprints they left behind.
From the other side, the sound of the waves came, carrying a gentle, lingering melody.
It was Leon’s idea to hold hands.
When he had come to Rosvisser e ...
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