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... , only a faint trace of body fragrance lingered, along with the dead wood branch tossed into the bucket, serving as proof of the other's presence.
Lyra moved her chair to sit by the window, letting the evening breeze dry her long, wet pink hair.
She hung her changed clothes on the drying rack, hoping for good weather the next day so they would dry by midday.
The silvery moonlight streamed into the bedroom, casting a shimmering glow on the floor tiles.
As she gazed ...
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