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The smell of lavender floats into my nose. Birds chirp to each other in cheerful tones. I can smell my favorite scent of all; the scent of the dirt when it has just rained, and is now being warmed by the sun. I exhale, and turn around, my hem of my dress gently beating against my ankles.1044Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRh5WgnNIrV 1234 copyright protection1040ＰＥＮＡＮＡRd5JU5ZCQY 尼
"You done?" asks the tall, muscular man who brought me here, ax in hand.1234 copyright protection1040ＰＥＮＡＮＡIfc923zumw 尼
"Yes," I reply. "My final request has been met."1234 copyright protection1040ＰＥＮＡＮＡYzOsHSZJhz 尼
The man pushes me onto my knees and decapitates me, as planned, my head crushing lavender plants where it lands.1234 copyright protection1040ＰＥＮＡＮＡJyEktjToQC 尼
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