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... pen scraping against a piece of paper resonated gently throughout an office.
I resolutely dipped the pen in an ink bottle and wrote thick, black lines. It’s truly mysterious how I’m able to move the tip of this pen so easily. Obviously, a language that I had never learned like Habsburgian and the language of the Ancient Empire were written on the document. I instinctively understood the meaning of the words. Not only could I read, but I could write in the languages of this world at will ...
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