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Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. CHAPTER XXII. She fought a compulsive urge to yank his shirt free. There is no future for me here.
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