Marganil could not decide what was most suffocating, the heat or the loneliness. She had spent all morning wandering among the Bree-fields, the golden wheat her only companion. She had no right to feel lonely; living in a full house again alleviated a lot of her pain. And yet, today she could not find what there was needed to fill her soul.
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