Serene mounted her horse, feeling all worn out, too much heavy healing at one time and then Jonacin, with his lost arm.This made her very sad and she rode to his side, gently stroking his cheek while tears were running down her face.
" You feel your fingers, right ? she said, it´s those phantom-pains you feel but they´ll diminish by time. I´ll stay with you anyway....my love"
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Chomh fada agus a bhionn daoine ah creiduint in aif�iseach, leanfaidh said na n-aingniomhi a choireamh (Voltaire)Facebook
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