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I would dream of kissing you awake each morning, Reynauld thinks. Instead he says, “the crops have been growing well,” and Dismas beams, with such affection that it makes Reynauld lightheaded, eyes squinting against the sun. The clarion call of ducks flying overhead, headed south, as he shifts his weight and leans back on his heels.
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A post-DD2 retirement fic.
