C3 Chapter 3
Ever since the day Martha was thrown over the precipice, the trees that had clung to it had grown tall. There were a handful of birch and fir trees which leaned out towards the water. Villemo landed on a small birch tree that stretched out right over the river. Her hands instinctively reached out, holding on in despair.
The birch tree gave a strong creak under the sudden weight
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