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... art. A comfortable waiting chair. An antechamber. A door of wood.
A door whose outline I’d traced a dozen times with my eyes, wandering over the meandering pattern traced in wood. The way the grains flowed implied the door had been grown into shape.
I loved magic.
I hated my situation.
Every fiber of my treacherous being was telling me to leave. That I shouldn’t be here. That this was a bad idea. That I was only opening myself up to more pain.
My heart was ...
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