This Isn't a Dream

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After Maya finished styling Lissana's hair, she went to look for Tarik. He was in the garden, where Fay usually taught him how to use the sword at that time, something Tarik loved. When he saw her, he made even more exaggerated movements, trying to impress Lissana. Fay thought Tarik was strutting around like a peacock showing off its feathers boastfully. "It would be best to call the training to an end." Tarik loved practicing with the sword; he usually asked them to continue a little longer, but Lissana was waiting for him, so that day he said nothing. When he finished, he handed the wooden sword to his father and ran off to greet Lissana. "Did you see that? My father says I'm learning quickly, that soon I'll become an excellent swordsman." "Yes, you looked great swinging your sword,

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