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... ’s hands with the same precision he applied to everything else. There was no flourish, no pause meant to elevate the moment. The transfer was clean, almost clinical, yet the weight of the item was immediately apparent. Compact. Dense. Designed to occupy as little space as possible while carrying far more purpose than its size suggested.
It fit naturally in Trafalgar’s palm.
The casing was dark and smooth, interrupted only by faint, angular engravings that traced its surface like ...
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