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... part of Apex’s sky traffic was every bit as entertaining as Alden had imagined it would be. The Mother-forsaken Cookie was soaring along at what he felt was the perfect altitude for a classy magical vehicle—above most of the spell-users and the Shapers riding around on recliners with homemade seatbelts installed, but below the super fast or noisy stuff.
It’s the perfect ride, he thought. Quiet, hovers, big enough for company.
And it looked cool.
He was currently trying to ...
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