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HTML
34 lines
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<html>
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<head>
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<title>Zk | 015</title>
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<h1>Zk | 015</h1>
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<article class="content">
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<p>Having sent May Then My Name home with a few extra griddle cakes and run out of daylight, Debarre and End Waking gave up on any additional work for the day. The tent was livable, if incomplete, and a bit of a break felt nice, anyway. They sat beside each other before the fire and simply watched it, not speaking, simply enjoying the warmth and each others’ company.</p>
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<p>At least, Debarre enjoyed the warmth and the feeling of his boyfriend beside him. He couldn’t tell what End Waking was thinking or feeling. He’d not said a word since wishing his cocladist goodbye and good luck.</p>
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<p>“Thanks for letting me stay, E.W.”</p>
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<p>“Mm? Of course, my dear. I am glad for your help and your company</p>
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<footer>
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<p>Page generated on 2022-04-10</p>
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