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... yone called Elder. The air inside the house smelled faintly of dried herbs and dust.
The Elder looked fragile. His thin arms rested on a blanket covering his knees. His breath came slow and shallow. Quenya watched him for a few moments and thought he might collapse any second. If the air shifted wrong, he'd crumble.
Roselys placed her bag beside the chair and took out two styluses. One she held ready with her notebook. The other she set to her right, parallel to the table's edge. ...
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