The girl on the cliff was now facing forward. And she had Elara’s face.
Elara didn’t close the book. She picked up her brush, dipped it in twilight-blue paint, and began the final painting herself.
Or maybe—open it, and bring a brush of your own.
The girl on the cliff was now facing forward. And she had Elara’s face.
Elara didn’t close the book. She picked up her brush, dipped it in twilight-blue paint, and began the final painting herself.
Or maybe—open it, and bring a brush of your own.
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