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From high up on the mountain of Manus Wu, Ramora felt she could reach out and touch the clouds. She sat and waited. The fairy had said she would come. She felt in her pockets for the vial of potion and the silver coin. Freedom—she would buy her freedom from the fairy. It was the only way.
A short story from the world of P.A.W.S.
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