t. Or at least I t t er. I stared at t I did not knorue ansect the pale bluegreen of her irises behind her glasses. her eyes were splendid.

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    e retreated back to camp in a cross silence. ;You mustnt tell anyone about ent ; On ted a necessary fiction to explain our long absence, invented a narrative of ters and told, our story endured. But I never forgot t secret of ted er,  t briging reminded me t it h.