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... rustling through the leaves or the sounds of animals living in the forest for Rosaline. The pauses were short, but Ricardis often slowed down his steps. He was fooled countless times but still stopped again and again and again.
The sun went behind the mountains, and night fell. They looked around and saw a hut hidden among the trees. It was shabby, and there were holes here and there, but it was enough to barely escape the night dew.
“How much longer?”
“I think we need to move ...
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