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... r gave a soft creak under his hands as it shut, the heavy weight of the tome thudding quietly against the wooden table. The faint scent of aged parchment and arcane ink still lingered in the air. He closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and marveled at the spell's power.
The rush of energy he'd felt while absorbing the runes still tingled faintly at his fingertips. Like a soft current running beneath his skin, the magic hummed quietly, as if now a part of him. No wonder it was essential for e ...
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