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... o his fate.
"When I was trying to follow the instructions of dressing up—which, by the way, was far more difficult than climbing Mount Risa, and more frustrating than making the antidote—"
"Xion," cutting his babbling short, Darius leaned closer.
After gently brushing a thumb over the healer’s furrowed brow, he lightly pinched the flushed, red-tipped ear. "Did you wear the clothes wrong?"
Xion made a noise that was somewhere between denial and despair.
"Ar ...
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