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indent His sister’s name spilled from her mouth and Tristan was surprised—more so when she asked his name. He started a little, sitting up before realizing what he was doing. Only after she explained herself did he finally make the connection. This was the elder sister who was said to have died a long time ago. Had he known of this place sooner, he would have been here long ago. “Tristan,” he said dumbly, still recovering from the shock. “So she’s here? Are there more of our family here?” It was a surprising thing, really—finding ones family in the middle of nowhere.




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