I mean—I mean to do what I can. . Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home.
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