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... fields aglow in amber and gold. The grass rustled softly in the breeze, brushing against the ankles of two figures walking side by side.
Horses trailed behind them, snorting gently, their reins loosely held.
Mirea's fingers curled tightly around the iron handles of the water buckets. Her back ached faintly, sweat collecting under the neckline of her simple cotton blouse.
Her green hair—tied in a rough braid—danced with every step, catching glints of light like moss under ...
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