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She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. I believe I’m the only sane member of the family left. I am Jonathan Wild. Melusine had confessed this morning, that she had borrowed his horse, that Jack had met with his accident through her fault.
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