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[Tea-time story] Purple wedding
Once every three years the fire-heads’ princess would come ashore to search for her true match. Countless times the princess came ashore just to see the desolate white plains. But that evening, as the oldest twin approached the waves she knew her wait had come to an end.
And before the sun would rise high the elders of the fire-heads wed the two youngs under the purple light of the morning.