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Salva
Nos Stella Maris emerald glass &
wooden beads
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Star of the Sea, she whispered. She lifted the blossom and laid it on the water’s surface, gently letting go as it began to float. As if pulled by a thread, the blossom began to circle the edge of the basin, the violet petals gathering in the center to let it pass. Estelle looked up- the drapes lay still, the breeze had stopped, nothing moved but for the blossom. Sprite, she gasped, eyes wide, staring at the basin. Are you here?
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