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The girl stood on the shoreline, her white dress gently billowing in the late-night breeze, which carried the scents of salt and sandalwood with it --- each breath stirring memories she could not quite place. Her long raven-black hair was tied up in a rope knot to keep it from brushing against her olive skin, though a few loose strands had escaped, dancing along her cheekbones. The lace fabric, brushed

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