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Ver blew his tan in the bones, so I, as a true friend, invited him to join us.

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The camp gradually subsided.
The noisy troopers dispersed into their tents, leading with them the feigned, rested, half-drunk girls.
Soon the air was filled with passionate cries, a muffled puff, and after a while everything was completely silent, plunging into the darkness of the night.

Alessia, sneaking, snuck up to the dying fire.
Helga nodded dryly at her pot with the remnants of chowder.
Having quickly finished with her, the girl habitually began to help the old woman.
Although she was rude, she was not cruel, loading girls with work.
She spoke rarely and only to the point, and this even liked Alessia – she didn’t want to talk to anyone at all.
Martha somehow tried to get close to her, motherly asking her about what happened to her, but Alessia had lost the habit of being kind, and pushed that away with her sullenness.
Having finished work, Alessia returned to the cart, where again it was necessary to clean and feed the foal.
Finding an old blanket abandoned by someone, she spun into it and lay down next to the baby on the ground, trying.
at least go to sleep for a while.
The dream ran away from her, and her thoughts were full of vague fears – she was afraid for the life of the baby, was afraid for herself, worried about her lost brothers and sister.
The day was too filled with excitement, knocking her out of a carefully woven cocoon, with which she wove her feelings.

Alarmed, from the depths of her memory, memories came back – about Askolt’s hands on her body, about what he forced her to do, about what he did with her, not paying attention to her sobs from pain and humiliation.
Garth, to whom he sold it, was no better, but at least did not have such a perverted fantasy.
But mercilessly tapping her, using not only fists, but also a stick, angry with her for her coldness and blaming her own impotence.
When she did manage to forget the heavy, superficial sleep, her mind was filled with nightmares, forcing her to relive all the horrors of captivity.
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