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She turned to see his dark featured face—olive skin and hair blacker than the night, his eyes fierce with ill-bottled rage, instilling fear in many at just a glance. But
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Back and forth she roams. Trapped in this dark, damp, and lonely
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Night closes in. She lies along the shimmering water staring up at
the twinkling stars. The night's beauty beyond all else. Hiding the
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It stands ever-clearly in front of your eyes
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In isolation it is untainted When the newly isolated arrive<100 words, June 27, 2008. In Novel-based
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The sunlight is their source Their bravery's driving force<100 words, June 27, 2008. In Novel-based
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The sunlight is their source Their bravery's driving force
