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... was daytime, and then she was asleep again. I was in the middle of walking the streets, exploring. A metalworks among potters wasn’t the only misplaced store in Whitehill.
If it ever matters to the story, I may list some of them.
She came to again shortly after dusk.
YOU WILL FEED ME
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“You broke the pact. I do not have to feed you. You know the tapping ritual; feed yourself.”
LET ME USE YOUR SKILLS
“Use your own skills. You chose that ...
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