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Calming the FightsThe fire crackled merrily yet the people who warmed their hands around it seemed oblivious to it. Their faces each held a frown of anger or depression. Except for one. The most out of place girl in the group sat at a slight distance with a melancholy smile on her lips. Her hair seemed a little duller as the light from the fire reflected off it and her light brown eyes seemed to be missing their normal spark of life. Yet she still held a pleasant conversation with those closer to the fire.More Like This
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