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... e a mirror with its edges gilded in ivy shaped carvings, flecked with the wear of time... in absolute silence. Her reflection flickering gently with the dancing torchlight.
A soft wind whispered through the open windows of the stone tower chamber, carrying with it the scent of meat roasting below and kerosene... they were getting the field ready for the performance.
Autumn’s younger maid hummed a soft melody as her fingers worked through Autumn’s wild curls, weaving in delicate f ...
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