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... cross the village green, his arms spread wide as if to encompass the imaginary dangers he described. "Marsh spirits rising from the water like vengeful ghosts, their eyes glowing with ancient malice!"
Apollo winced as the gathered villagers gasped appreciatively. The twilight had drawn most of the village to the green, where they sat on blankets or stood in clusters, faces turned toward Nik like flowers toward the sun. Children perched on parents’ shoulders, eyes wide with delighted terr ...
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