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The Witch in the Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis - Chapter 151: Knowing The Ending
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White stones traced the footpaths. Water trickled from a curved bamboo fountain into a basin carved from black jade. Plum trees leaned over the lattice fence, heavy with early bloom. The wind carried the faint scent of pine, mingled with the ash from the tea fire.
I sat alone in the center of it all, behind a single low table swept clean of anything unnecessary. Two cushions. One teapot. No guards. No distractions.
She would assume I wanted her to be relaxed.
Let her ...
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