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Do we meet again? Or part ways?
on only to cut it short.My little thoughts were being tormented repeatedly.No matter how I pleaded with him with my eyes, he wouldn't continue. Perhaps even the gods were a little afraid.Even if they...ng open the door—It was a scrawny man with bare arms who lived in the innermost room. He pulled open the door and cursed as he walked out to see if anyone had jumped the fence.He suddenly stumbled and...