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the girl might have balked at the idea.
she eventually looked up, tracing a shape with her eyes.
jawahir was pleased.
i was not privy to those lessons, they lamented softly, crossing their paws and adjusting against the earth.
i know some names of stars. they kept me company as a child. a thin smile, and soft inclination that jawahir did not want to delve in to details.