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... pine trees and whistling through cracks in rocks worn down by year after year of heavy frost. Faint whisps of clouds drifted by overhead, parting to reveal a sliver of the moon, gazing down on the trio making their way through the woods by the silvery-green light of Heila’s witchcraft.
"A, a woman, my lady?" Ollie said, tugging at the lace collar at his neck that suddenly felt far too tight. "There’s no one, but, I mean... You and Lady Nyrielle are... and I.... Um," he stammered awkward ...
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