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...the thrill of being surrounded by something wondrous and fantastical, only magnified and focused directly at her. The feel of his skin against hers reverberates across her entire body, though his fingers remain entwined in hers.

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Erin Morgenstern
Age: 46
Born: 1978
Born: July 8
Novelist
Writer
Across
Thrill
Though
Directly
Body
Skin
Reverberates
Feel
Skins
Fantastical
Feels
Focused
Magnified
Something
Fingers
Entwined
Remain
Wondrous
Entire
Surrounded

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