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... mightily, it might have been different. If it was a mere tryst, or something of that sort, as many noblemen and women are caught in. But the forest seemed to bow in approval. That ancient place, with trees so knotted and gnarled that they seemed to be faces. A place where every plant had personality – and in that place, so full of presence, it was Dominus and his dear comrade, his budding lover, that they all bowed to.
For until that point, they had assured the world that they were merel ...
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