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... allen over his adoptive home, a fitting end to the progress made by the small village. This heat was the one thing that reminded him of home. The swirling maelstrom of power over the town was the only other thing that gave him a sense of nostalgia. That same maelstrom prevented long-range communication by the normal means, sending him into a flurry to find reagents.
Zansal padded over, cooing at her child before coming to rest near the fire.
Ziz says he has it, Zankir said, smili ...
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