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Chapter 204: Gentle strokes
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... st. The storm that was brewing bore its fruits and served them right down on that sorrowful little roof.
The clattering of every drop against those smoothened tiles announced the plentiful size of them all the while the howling of the wind did its own number.
Silas had flashed past and shut every window in his path in order to prevent the water from forcing its way inside, but the wood threatened to cave in under the immense pressure it was put under.
Arabella, on the oth ...
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