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Chapter 133

Hands in the Earth

Then afternoon light came over the settlement thin and soft and pale, as might be and may be winter was trying to remember warmth. Individuals traveled in a leisurely manner through day. Some carried water. Some mended tools. Some of them came close to the little fields, snow beaten aside that soil might be breathing even in the cold. This place was of the opinion that things could be grown even in times when the world was fatigued. Annabelle liked that.

The twins had been ...

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