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I am just an NPC ,but I rewrite the story - Chapter 59: [] The Smell of Burnt Flour and Bad News
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... ely a whisper, though in the sudden, heavy silence of the foyer, it sounded like a shout.
For a long minute, nobody moved. We just stood there on the dusty rug of 42 Whispering Lane, looking like a group of people who had been through a car crash and then tossed into a dryer. The automated broom continued its rhythmic thud-thud-thud against my boot until Kaelen finally reached down, picked the thing up, and set it facing the other way.
"Ren," Tybalt said, his mouth still full of ...
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