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Spinning Tales Around the Text
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"...the moonlight glinted on a box tossed out of the waves. It was covered in barnacles and wrapped in ribbons of golden kelp. Ffion climbed the steep path home, carrying the box. Ffion found her father sitting by the fire. She pressed the box into her father's hands. As they unwrapped the ribbons, she told him of their meeting with their mother, of Morlo's journey beneath the waves and of the joy in his eyes as he returned to the water. They opened the box. Inside lay a heap of lustrous pearls."
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