Notes
“Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.”
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“Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.”
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