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Shanoa sat on a tree stump at the side of the road, waiting for the man named Reeve. The cat that she found earlier in the haunted monastery laid curled up in her lap as she lightly petted it.
She had figured it would be easier to meet here, rather than in the village of Wygol, since she didn't know what laid ahead for her there.
She had figured it would be easier to meet here, rather than in the village of Wygol, since she didn't know what laid ahead for her there.
