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... by nature's untouched beauty. The crisp air carried the gentle rustling of leaves, the soft murmuring of a distant stream, and the faint laughter from inside the home.
It made her smile, but there was a quiet bitterness behind it—a yearning she buried deep in her heart. This joy and warmth of a child that Lyra had, she wanted one too.
She quickly pushed the feeling aside.
Settling near the entrance, she crouched beside a fire pit and struck a flame to life. Though the ho ...
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