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... hat felt like an eternity for her. They were out in the open with nothing but the reliable shades of the trees and boulders to hide behind, and Lyra couldn’t give a single damn about their bare environment. She was at her limit. She was wearing leather armour and a belt harness. They were not easy to take off and required a degree of precision but Lyra’s desperation and fermented longing had overwhelmed her senses and prudence. She grabbed them tightly and simply yanked them off with all the str ...
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