The girlhood of Mannia was like the blossoming of the plum flower in cold January, growing on hardened, twisted branches without leaves, thriving in the cold air between the end of winter and the coming of spring, solitary and without its flower companions, and destined to retire and enjoy its own fragrance and dream its hours away within the hard bark of its branches when the peaches and pears and other spring flowers begin to bloom.

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