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... always another ascension. More grace, more light, more generosity, more compassion, more to shed, more to grow.”
Elizabeth Gilbert
The first fortnight went by quickly. I had soon grown accustomed to my new size. What I missed most from my childhood, though, were my elvish robes, which no longer fit properly. Still, the enchantments on them were the most crucial part of the clothing, so I had carefully cut the clothes open along the seams to preserve the enchantments on them, then ...
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