the afternoon bled into evening without event. the russet woman emerged from the water and shook out her dense arctic pelt before surveying the coast in an attempt to learn its ways. as night began to fall she found her way back to the forest at the edge of ironsea's claim and beneath the trees she fell sound asleep.
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when the sun comes up we'll be nothing but dust
when the sun comes up we'll be nothing but dust
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