With my eyes closed, I let myself hear the sounds of the quarter. The hum of talk, the rattle of carts, the clopping of hooves. It was all part of the background noise; always there, but almost never heard, never concentrated on.
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Published: 11 May 2012 Updated: 11 May 2012
1. Chapter 1 by Giola [Reviews - 2] (620 words)