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... stale, yet nobody complained. They ate slowly, trading light remarks about the day. Even Zephyra, in her calm and measured tone, added occasional reactions when Nyra teased her about how she sniffed at every doorway before entering.
The old woman listened, her eyes softening at times, until one story led into another and her smile faded.
"I... had a son," she began quietly, hands folding on the table. "He was my joy. Lively, hard-working. His instructors called him a genius in t ...
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