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... sn't that she lacked artistic talent—she did—but more that she had never seen the point. When you could conjure fire with a snap or bend shadows to your will, why waste time with pencils? And yet, here she was, hunched over Elias's borrowed notebook, tongue poking slightly out of the corner of her mouth in deep concentration, drawing what looked disturbingly like a lopsided fried egg.
"Ugh," she muttered, erasing half of it with the side of her hand. "It looked more sinister last night." ...
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