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... of survival was to stay with the mute girl. The other path is death. That is the way of our tribes. It is love or death. That is the purest form of forget-me-not. The ones on the market now are all imitations.” Grandma said disdainfully.
“Our tribe? Grandma, do you know that priestess?” I caught the main point immediately.
She smiled a bitter smile. “That priestess was my elder sister. I was the youngest daughter of my family. I was not killed in that tragedy. Instead, I was ...
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