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... oulders. Being carried as if I was but a child. Beneath my butt were our bags on his back. We now had three. We’d been forced to add to our luggage, thanks to the insistence of Landi. She had gifts for those we’d meet along our journey back north.
And I had a gift of my own.
The comb was about the length of my hand, but not as wide. It was very light, and although it had many little teeth and looked frail… it was actually rather resilient and sturdy. The ends had soft leather str ...
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