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... Sparks flew like a brilliant waterfall of purple-blue motes before they vanished, eaten up by the relentless cold. Outside the forge hed commandeered, night had fallen. The winds were brutal but Harn welcomed themtonight, his work required more than simple heat.
He lifted his hammer. The haft was of rich, golden-green wood and the wide head was fashioned from a chunk of purple-white crystal. Mana crystal, in fact, part of a set of tools Harn had fashioned for his personal use. None amon ...
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