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... d on the grounds of what was once the abandoned village of the Southern Water Tribe. Thanks to Celine being here, it wasn't so boring. The fluffy white snow that falls year-round had already completely covered the houses I once built.
"One more contest?" I asked, addressing my now more grown-up daughter. She could easily pass for thirteen or fourteen now. Standing tall, she reached my chest. No matter how much I wished she'd stay little, nature takes its course. Her average skill in all ...
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