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// 1404 
// Story: A Life Lived in Hundreds 
// by Botched Lobotomy 
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It was a strong old tree now, roots as wide as half the field and branches thick with green. Twilight sat beneath it, reading. Her glasses caught the sun just so, sending it scattering across the bark. She liked to read inside, usually, but today...the sun ducked in and out behind the clouds, and when it shrank, it set a rather different mood. Smith wondered how much of it was reading, and how much was simply sitting, being, existing near the tree and farm and life around her. Dinner was ready, but Smith let her sit out a while longer.