The child reached out with frail white hands. The tempest didn’t wait, immediately connecting forearms with the child. In a voice as quiet as hope, the tempest spoke.“Calm down, shhhhh, ignore the onlookers.” Her beauty and grace
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The child reached out with frail white hands. The tempest didn’t wait, immediately connecting forearms with the child. In a voice as quiet as hope, the tempest spoke.“Calm down, shhhhh, ignore the onlookers.” Her beauty and grace