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With every crevice she continued to craft, a change was felt as she entertained her unknowing partakers; life threw far tougher tests as that deeply routed element recurred once more. As was noted, no brave perpetrator dared searching the soul; the quest she treaded wreaked unrecognizable tears unrelated.