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... c, and Lady Sophia followed behind.
Gouged-out tire marks on the road and splinters and logs as remains of the broken carriage were on the road, some spots dyed black with blood. A sense of incongruity seeped out of the black marks.
It felt as if I was seeing a fig tree grow underneath the ocean and was being convinced that it was the most natural place for a fig to be, a full-sized one at that.
Mana seeped out of my hands and formed an ethereal circle around the markings ...
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