Hasaki: The Broken World - Adam Lewis LaValley (best book reader TXT) 📗

in the smallest of shadows if the children were naughty. They were the equivalents of "parent's eyes". Sakura remembers those stories fondly, at one point as a child keeping her mouth closed a whole day when Sensei told her this. An achievement for a child, her Sensei said.

As the sun continues to rise, Sakura slowly stands and notices smoke rising over the distance. She fits the bamboo hat over her head and shifts the bag on her back. In the trees, crackling noises echo through the atmosphere as the Shiroginu twist and turn. The scent of blossoms permeates the air, pale mountains lining the horizon. Mist swirls about the trees, and the sun just barely pokes its head from over the distance.

 

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Publication Date: 07-20-2019

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