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... to their quiet life in Beaufield. The days had rolled by softly, the seasons shifting from late spring into the golden arms of summer. Their little home had become a sanctuary—wooden walls scented with herbs, a small garden blooming with flowers, and laughter echoing often enough that even the village children had grown fond of visiting.
That evening, as the sun began to sink behind the emerald hills, Beaufield was bathed in a warm, honey-colored glow. Smoke drifted lazily from the chimn ...
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