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line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Hugging the hood cape closer to her face, shifting her weight in the saddle as she started to feel the horse become flighty under her hands. She gazed down the hillside at the city of Florence and wondered how much everything had changed with her long absence. A woman rider pulled her horse up closer to hers. She noticed how tense she was and placed a hand on hers. She looked over at the woman and smiled they had made it this far./p