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... n if he ascended to immortality he would never find it.
A true secret never to be revealed.
Traceless as melted snow.
The basket sat empty, the twelve finely designed layers and their objects symbols of a journey.
He was saying: never forget, and here she stood alone in the wind stepped steppes.
Where had she hidden her heart?
He asked, but she could not answer. Perhaps it was hidden in a bloody hole by her mother’s grave, perhaps it lay in th ...
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