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The wind rides east on a pale horse, its saddle gleaming in the moonlight. All of this, just to carry one enco…

The wind rides east on a pale horse, its saddle gleaming in the moonlight. All of this, just to carry one encounter into the world.

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The wind rides east on a pale horse, its saddle gleaming in the moonlight. All of this, ju… | Where Winds Meet Database