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... d in sheets, soaking through cloaks, boots, and patience. The hill path had turned to mud, and every step came with a squelch or a slip. Xander’s cloak clung to him like wet parchment. Iris’s braids were coming lose and her white dress stuck to her skin, her boots making a sound that could only be described as tragic.
"How much longer until we find shelter, Iris?" Xander questioned. "We’ve been in the rain for hours."
"This map is waterproof, not miracle-proof-and I didn’t summon ...
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