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Baru put her face against her horse’s flank and bristled her face, her eyes, with the hair and the stink, trying to weep again, to break open and run into the grass like pus. Nothing would come. Her heart had clotted.
The Traitor Baru Cormorant (The Masquerade, #1)
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