” He took an optimist view of her chances. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures. "It reminds you of a red sea suddenly petrified. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. She fought him at first, screaming at him, but he did not relent.
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