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The canoe, a weathered womb carved from ancient cedar, hugged the current like a whispered dream. It cradled four girls, each a puzzle piece fitting perfectly into the river's unfolding narrative.
Xiomara, sunlight woven through her auburn mane, was a wildfire in human form. Her eyes, emerald shards reflecting the river's secrets, danced with a perpetual hunger for ad...
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