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... ndoline had never been happier.
He could feel its joy through the oiled leather wrapping, through the canvas of his pack—a warmth that pulsed like a living heart, getting stronger with every kilometer west. The tool that had served him with perfect indifference for seven years was suddenly excited. Almost giddy.
After you’ve been quiet and solemn for so long? I am not used to this.
The mandoline didn’t even acknowledge him, as happy as it was. It was slightly disturbing. ...
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