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... ll came late in the morning, and if it had been almost anyone else, Alden would have ignored it.
The auriad flashlight spell was an astounding work of art. The way the author had drawn the first joints of the fourth fingers in the second to last instructional diagram showed so much attention to precision and…
And Evul-art’h’s name was in front of his eyes, blocking that diagram.
He dropped the indigo loop, shook the tangles out, and shoved it all the way up his arm.
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