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... o the picturesque view.
Below, a patchwork of farmland stretched for miles, gold and green, dotted with lazy shapes of grazing cows.
A wooden fence marked the edges of the property, and at its heart stood a modest farmhouse.
The Forgotten stood on the crest of the hill, her veil fluttering against the wind.
She watched the scene for a long while, her eyes tracing the quiet beauty of it. The entire area was silent, but this was the quiet that came with peace.
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