Over Here Over Here Over Here

over there over there over there

…As month had succeeded month, the man who had appeared near the well had not shown himself again. Maybe that day, she was seeing things? Or possibly, he was there, a hiker who had lost his way, or a surveyor from the town, measuring the land. Maybe he hadn’t even been looking at her, but somewhere beyond her, maybe she wasn’t even that visible from that spot. She should go to that area to see, to confirm if the well was easily viewed from there, she thought.




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