[She laughed softly, smiling at him with a kind of imperturbable air of someone who seemed used to it. After all, there were so many people who hated the holiday, and yet she loved it for some reason. The idea of finding people the person that they were meant to be, like finding the strings of fate.]</small.
Now now, don't get that look on your face. It is not such a bad thing, no? But perhaps we can find out more about the birds if you would rather? I am sure someone must know.
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