Chapter 3
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Emiel
C
old. That was the only word Emiel could think of as he guided his two horse team up the dirt road. Cold. It was always so cold this time of year in Carlayn. The trees with their bare hanging limbs just sat there, waiting for the cold and dampness to r...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
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