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  • Falling Feathers-Prologue

    Macy stood on the edge of the cracked granite top of the grave staring at the shattered gravestone. The grave was of her sister Tess. Beside Tess, grave being in ...

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We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
— T.S. Eliot