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... al form of magic, according to the Palace of Unbreaking. I would take that with an ocean full of salt, because the Palaces stance is always that wordchains are better than everything else and you might be an actual demon if you disagree.
Lute was sitting sideways in the green velvet chair, stretching his fingers one by one. Behind him, the light panel on the wall was flickering slightly behind its shade, as if the privacy booth really was a train car and a changing landscape lay just bey ...
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