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Of course, the nymphs who lived with Feenix and his dangerously clay-brained brother, Paygon, were castoffs from the nymphs' meadow. If a nymph was proven to have no skills or common sense or talent for protecting nature, they were sent to work for Feenix. The expert stitching in my side and the fact that Willow filled the room with a stark, real sensuality that was far beyond anything I'd ever sensed from Feenix's muses made it clear that she was no ordinary nymph . . ....