ge below Borso.

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    tingling . Fig;I dont understand.  did I do?”

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    And no t sum of o convey, but t mattered more for  look in the dark of his eyes.

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    ill ;tigana is my ; he echoed.

    quot;Men call it Loe now.”

    S a long moment, t;You must speak of to Donar,quot; she said.

    quot;Before morning takes us back. t sucters, someto  to help.”

    Somet;Ill do t,quot; ;Ill speak to him before I go.”

    t t a s  ill pounding, almost as it tle. Baerd did not move.

    een, ain again, and sa all around tself  of we flowers.

    quot;Look!quot; sed and awed.

    .

    quot;You broug; he said.

    Belo, in till singing. Elena kne  of ts of spring. t. And tonig o o be almost as close to the flowers.

    S;t are different about tonight. here.”

    quot;I kno; Baerd said softly.

    And te floo take o ouc o ans—before o hers.

    S er t, for desire and need cras of bark—carried by a ogete flo hill.

    And as so enderness, Elena looked up for a moment past  all tars of t.

    And it came to  t every single diamond of tars would have a name.

    t, and all