The first entry in my writing journal.
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III “So when were you with the Eldest?” Taz asked. “We were there for the Peach Harvest, and for about two months after that,” Renyi said. “How was she?” Taz said. “She was Great-grandmother,” Junxin said. “Same as always,” Ruiman said. “And the staff? The . . . → Read More: Keepsakes – 3 |
