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M a i t i m o
Maitimo was grateful toward the mare as she delved into the crowd for his own bucket. Gradually he felt himself feeling almost at ease around the mare. Her flowers were enchanting and made her seem like some mystical maiden from the songs. Magic ran deep in this land it seemed. As they drew toward others his eyes rested upon Nayati as emotion took a hold of her. He felt fear wash over him as something seemed to change about the once gleeful maid. His eyes went to the mare with the swollen sides. Did she intend some kind of harm? His bunk mate charged into the water and he felt a mixture of terror and concern. talk talk talk The fire I began is burning me alive. |
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