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February 1, 2021

I grew up in a stone cottage at the edge of the forest. My grandfather had built it as a young man when he and my grandmother began their life together. I never knew my parents. My grandfather told me they had died in a great war shortly after I was born. My grandparents are gone now, but I still live in that old cottage.

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