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... in hunched over his desk, a photograph clutched in his weathered hand. Three smiling faces stared back, a stark contrast to the grimness now etched on his own.
"What is it, Avery?" His voice was a low rasp, the weight of years clinging to each syllable.
The masked figure in the doorway inclined their head. "A formal message from the Miracles Guild, sir."
Jaxon scoffed. "Gerrard, and so soon? He couldn't possibly have chosen already, unless…" A flicker of suspicion narrowe ...
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