She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. You did not learn that in a convent. Manning, abruptly. She exited solemnly, retrieving and carrying Michelle’s unconscious figure into the forest like a reluctant bridegroom.
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