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She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so she could see the stars. They always eased her loneliness. She thought of them as beautiful creatures, burning and cold each solitary, and bleak, and silent like her.
Kristin Cashore
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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
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Boston
Massachusetts
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