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They were silent for a time as they walked along in the rain, and Cerwyn began to feel awkward with the lack of conversation. However, she wished neither to speak of herself nor to be drawn into another of the man's odd and frustrating conversations.
She also thought it awkward that she did not know his name but as she did not wish to volunteer her own, she did not ask.
Finally, she said, "Might you be willing to tell a story? It would make the road go faster, I think, and the rain seem less dreary."
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