The sun shone softly through sheer curtains, illuminating though not touching the two figures that lay on the bed, one under and one on top of the blankets. Black hair contrasted with white pillow linens, and soft breathing made slight movements
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"What a foold she'll think me," he panted, leaning over. "But why? I'm a pirate and horseman, no runner."
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"Yes, and sail," he siad. "But it's fine... erm, it's the weather. I'm used to ocean air, heavy with hseaspray and salt. This air's thin, you know?"
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