ch. 5

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She wasn't even walking, she was levitating. I couldn't be anything else than amazed by this place. And her.
We reached the hill and a cottage appeared. It was small on the outside, but oh was it big when we went inside.

"Well? My answers?"

"Patience, my crow. They will come." she gently laid her hand on mine and guided me through the room.

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