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She did not open her eyes. Biting her bottom lip, she thought for a moment, then said, "If this is not an appropriate place of magic, then is it not a place of life? I am asking for a life with the man I love. Please let me go to him."
She clutched the fossil rock to her chest, squeezing her eyelids together. But the only breeze that touched her was the small one wafting through the trees.
Her breathing came in small gasps as she fought not to cry. "Please!" she shouted.
She opened her eyes and looked around. Nothing had changed; she was still in the mottled shadows beneath the willow. And beyond was the same near-empty landscape she had seen before.
"Please," she sobbed, falling to her knees. "Please." But she knew that she begged in vain.

 
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