KieranSoares
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It was that next evening as Telma came home from her weaving work that she found her father waiting for her outside the door, his arms crossed and his gaze hard but not unkind. He'd never given her an unkind word or look in her life since he'd come to stay with her mother. "Telma Vitanii Numeor," he growled her name, telling her she was in definite trouble.