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Chapter 0237

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The crackling flames began to lick hungrily at the bottom of the pyre. Smoke billowed around us, the scent of burning oak and sage thick in the air. My eyes stung, but I blinked rapidly to keep the tears at bay.

Today, on this beautiful, sunny, warm day, our dear Degas would leave this world. In
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