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He ran as far as he could run before his legs gave out and he collapsed beneath a Panpol tree. Callida never lost pace. She had always been athletic, as long as he had known her, far more than he. She slowed, staring intently as she made her approach. He hated that stare, those lustrous, green eyes. he hated the way her hair moved with the wind, covering her eyes, strands of it coming to rest on her lips. He hated...

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