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The wriggly cocoon pulsed in my hands like some fleshy little money bag from heaven.
Cedric hung off my back like a terrified cape. Roland stared at me, confused but patient. Zephyy snored somewhere in sleep behind us with zero awareness that his master was having a life-changing financial epiphany. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
I held the cocoon up to the firelight.
The glow hit its surface—A soft sheen spread across the silken fibers.
Not dull.
Not ...
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