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... thousands of harvesters had stacked up, waiting for me to speak, preparing to take my rules seriously this year.
I planned to address them—I just wish that I had my wings to do it.
Kira had taken the form of a tree right outside of the Bramble a couple of miles away. Anyone who saw her wouldn't dare to get close. The Bramble wasn't a joke, and no one got near it, opting to move at least a quarter mile north before moving east or west. My secret was safe—
—but it left me ...
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