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... tly old, and corpulent. But amusingly, his flight was as delicate as that of a butterfly.
"Here it is…"
The gnome pointed to a door.
An old, massive castle door, faded by time, yet it bore the touch of a craftsman.
"Ay, bloody amazing, mate! Why couldn't I find a bloody massive castle like this for a whole week?"
This was less of an actual question and more of an exclamation.
Merlin knew some of the reasons why he couldn't find the castle.
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