author:Not ten strings, ple
state:in the series
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She looked at the iron gate that stood between her and the old man, and her thoughts began to drift aimlessly.,The sun was slanting, the evening breeze had died down. Hayna felt a vague sense that something intangible was shrouding this area, altering the atmosphere of the manor.,But just then, the young man heard something and pushed his wheelchair to turn around nimbly.。