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On my way to the village I thought I caught a glimpse of an aquaintance. She learnt her craft the same time as me and we saw each other sometimes, I tried to approach her, but it never worked out. She was obviously of noble birth, because she always wore cloth with beautiful handmade ornaments and fine jewelry. I did think about many ways how I could approach her and maybe find my way to her quarters, play with her hair, kiss her neck, play with her small firm breasts, ... but I never managed to start a meaningful conversation and so it remains a dream of long forgotten past.