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the princess was crouched on driftmark’s beach, her skirts bunched up to keep them from getting wet as the waves rolled in. she held a stick in her hand, poking and digging at shells nestled deep in the damp sand.
she loosened a couple as a wave rolled in and washed them up past (…)
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