Her Fear Is Mine

I was washing clay off my hands when the van pulled into Kiln Yard.
It was past nine, and most of the studios were dark.
End of Chapter 1
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I was washing clay off my hands when the van pulled into Kiln Yard.
It was past nine, and most of the studios were dark.
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