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Viperpink...?
Hmm... what a strange snake name.
He repeated it once more in his head. Viperpink.
But the atmosphere around him was far too calm to dwell on it for long.
Beneath the tree, Silvara was already kneeling, holding the pointed white stone as she slowly taught Anya how to spell. Her voice was flat and patient, her rhythm steady. Anya gave small nods every time she managed to read a letter correctly.
Lucas folded the paper again and slipped it ...
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