I filled the final slice of apples, and several pairs of eyes were filled with color. I do n't know if that would be the right word to bring her back to me, but I was pretty sure there was nothing to do with it. In fact, I had spent most of the day digging around in my basket. The scent of apples, apples, and herbs filled the air. It had been a long time ago and he seemed to have forgotten that he was the strongest member of the group. Suddenly, these apples were much stronger than she ever offered.
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