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... gon while whistling, and then he heard the noise outside his shop. Just when he thought today was going to be the peaceful day he had been hoping for so long.
This was happening too often, but the voice that rose above the crowd was not like the others. It was melodic, almost like music, and it spoke in what sounded like formal high elvish. "Please, I need to see Master Greyson!"
"It took me three weeks to get to this village!"
Greg sighed and set down his tools. "What ki ...
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