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Long, black hair fell away from her face and there was no mistaking whose child she was.

Her fingers touched the roughened trunk of the maple softly, caressing, and she stared upward into the tangle of limbs overhead.

Jair would argue the point of course, but that was only because Jair found it hard enough as it was to accept his role as the youngest. She was a tall girl-taller than her parents or her brother Jair, nearly as tall as Rone Leah-and although there was a delicate look to her slim body, she was as fit as any of them. Impulsively, she stepped off the walkway and moved over to the aged tree. That old tree was the source of many childhood memories for her. It was a massive thing, its trunk broad and gnarled. Brin Ohmsford paused by the flowerbeds that bordered the front walkway of her home, losing herself momentarily in the crimson foliage of the old maple that shaded the yard beyond. In the forests of Shady Vale, the leaves had already begun to turn.

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