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Voicing Emotions
With a voice that was little more than a whisper, he uttered, “Nia…” Her name hung in the air, a ghost from the past that had been thrust back into reality. The crowd held its collective breath, and the world around Matthew came to a standstill. Everything and everyone was silent, save for the breeze rustling the tall savannah grass. Matthew saw the lioness stiffen.
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