He Chose Her, So I Claimed My Name

I opened the door and lit the lamps along the wall.
The vault smelled of dry earth and cold iron. Forty crates of seed slept in the dark, sorted by my own labels.
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I opened the door and lit the lamps along the wall.
The vault smelled of dry earth and cold iron. Forty crates of seed slept in the dark, sorted by my own labels.
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