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Chapter 59: Unknown Woman
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2020-12-11 00:56:58Somewhere, 987
The man was mad as he got closer to the treehouse he had been searching for only to find a bird flying around it without perching. Quietly, he sat down, trying to ignore the bird while focusing on what laid ahead of him.
The Woman!
The necklace!
An unknown woman!
He bit his lips slowly as he waited for his unfamiliar visitor to arrive. A woman he had arranged to meet before the full moon would appear in the sky. He adjusted himself properly as he tried once again to look into the sky and observe the irregular movements of the bird flying close to the treehouse.
"You look like a man who has fallen in love with the spirit of drinking," a woman appeared from nowhere and looked at the man. She was the unknown woman he had been waiting for. Her hair was long, up to her waist; flowing freely as if it had no end, as if it didn't want to end.
"And you look like a woman who has emerged from the dark," the man replied. "What can
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