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The sea was moved and tossed with dark waves
Argents come to town

Allison moves once a year. It isn't a life that lends itself to putting down roots, but she doesn't mind. If she wanted friends that would last a lifetime, she would look elsewhere. Most people couldn't understand the work she does. They'd probably grumble about child labor, or vigilante justice. Things are simple. They get the job done, and they move along. She still gets to hope that the new school has an archery club, though.

She's finished unpacking her trophies when she notices it's missing. Of course they missed something. Next time she'll know not to trust her mother to pack their things. She knocks on the door to her sister's room.

"Regan, is my iPad in one of your boxes?"

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The sea was moved and tossed with dark waves
Argents come to town

Allison moves once a year. It isn't a life that lends itself to putting down roots, but she doesn't mind. If she wanted friends that would last a lifetime, she would look elsewhere. Most people couldn't understand the work she does. They'd probably grumble about child labor, or vigilante justice. Things are simple. They get the job done, and they move along. She still gets to hope that the new school has an archery club, though.

She's finished unpacking her trophies when she notices it's missing. Of course they missed something. Next time she'll know not to trust her mother to pack their things. She knocks on the door to her sister's room.

"Regan, is my iPad in one of your boxes?"

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You quench even the warlike thunderbolt of everlasting fire
Argents come to town

Allison moves once a year. It isn't a life that lends itself to putting down roots, but she doesn't mind. If she wanted friends that would last a lifetime, she would look elsewhere. Most people couldn't understand the work she does. They'd probably grumble about child labor, or vigilante justice. Things are simple. They get the job done, and they move along. She still gets to hope that the new school has an archery club, though.

She's finished unpacking her trophies when she notices it's missing. Of course they missed something. Next time she'll know not to trust her mother to pack their things. She knocks on the door to her sister's room.

"Regan, is my iPad in one of your boxes?"

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This bow, resting from tearful war
Argents come to town

Allison moves once a year. It isn't a life that lends itself to putting down roots, but she doesn't mind. If she wanted friends that would last a lifetime, she would look elsewhere. Most people couldn't understand the work she does. They'd probably grumble about child labor, or vigilante justice. Things are simple. They get the job done, and they move along. She still gets to hope that the new school has an archery club, though.

She's finished unpacking her trophies when she notices it's missing. Of course they missed something. Next time she'll know not to trust her mother to pack their things. She knocks on the door to her sister's room.

"Regan, is my iPad in one of your boxes?"

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This bow, resting from tearful war
Argents come to town

Allison moves once a year. It isn't a life that lends itself to putting down roots, but she doesn't mind. If she wanted friends that would last a lifetime, she would look elsewhere. Most people couldn't understand the work she does. They'd probably grumble about child labor, or vigilante justice. Things are simple. They get the job done, and they move along. She still gets to hope that the new school has an archery club, though.

She's finished unpacking her trophies when she notices it's missing. Of course they missed something. Next time she'll know not to trust her mother to pack their things. She knocks on the door to her sister's room.

"Regan, is my iPad in one of your boxes?"