S (Part 4, page 1 of 23)


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Weeks passed as normal for Saorla and her father. The spring rains were as a stubborn child and showed no signs of letting up its tantrum, drenching every acre of their land and chilling them to the bone. The rivers of mud were troublesome, as the sheep and goats continued to get stuck in them. Saorla spent much of her time with her farmhand, dragging out the heavy animals, they themselves slipping and sliding about in the filth. Attempts to stay upright in the slicks often turned into a game of who could push the other down first. What started out as a chore almost always ended with the two of them rolling and laughing about in the mud.

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