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In the place where she had unleashed her storm, where Torj had shielded her from herself, there was a sea of wildflowers, more vibrant, more resplendent than ever. It was as though the meadow had been holding its breath before, and now it flourished in reckless celebration, painting the world, as wild and untamable as Wren’s magic.
Thorns & Fire (The Ashes of Thezmarr, #2)
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