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She lay awake at the edge of a field of barley. The moon rose, huge as it sometimes is when first breaking over the horizon. It backlit a stake with a crossbar, standing as if awaiting a body to crucify, or a scarecrow to hang.
Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (Wicked Years, #1)
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