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#50: Something Funny
“Did mom say when she’d be back?” I asked my auntie, Lisel. “Just finish your stew, honey. We can talk about that later,” Auntie Lisel replied. She was always blowing me off like that whenever I brought mom up. I’d been staying with Auntie Lisel for a couple of months now. Mom said she had
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#49: For the Rest of Your Life
It’s not always easy being an elf in a human world. They never use enough seasoning on their food. It feels like all of their cultural traditions revolve around money. They keep saying things like “life is short” when it just isn’t for me. They just grow old too fast. When someone says they’ll love
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#48: Can You Believe We’re Going to Save the World?!?
I had never walked through a portal before. I know that there are people that can use spatial magic that can teleport and create portals, but I was never sure what really happened when you walked through it. Was it really you that passed through to the other side or a magical copy? How would
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#46: Would That Really Be So Bad?
“It’s for a set of twins, magic users in The Slums,” Ulani said, finishing the job offer. Ulani was a Mascara with yellow skin and antlers like a deer. She’d been giving us job tips for the past couple of years. “It’s a lot of gold, Trace,” Asha commented. “But we don’t really need to
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#45: Just Get Over Here
After weeks of travel under the mountains, through Dwarven and Devil territory, we’d finally made it to Reyes. The exit out of Valnan opened into a narrow rockface along the ocean. We had to carefully skirt across it until we’d reached the broader side of the mountain. The dwarves of Ferrerira really knew how to
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#44: Picking Up the Pieces (Part 2)
Every time I go into what the people of Anglachel call “The Jungle of Despair,” I can never figure out what people think is so disparaging about it. It is a lush jungle with the tallest trees and the wildest vines adorned with some of the most vibrant flowers I’d ever seen. It brings me
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#43: Picking Up the Pieces
It had been a long year since we’d fought that dragon. I used to think we were invincible. Now I know that’s not true. At least not for all of us. Traci and I have been together now for three years. She has been great during all of this, she was always great at taking
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#42: A Farewell Letter to My Loving Wife
My Beloved Dorthea, I would like to express my deepest gratitude for the comfort you provided during my most recent visit home. The tension had grown very thick within the Material Realm Research Project, and I believed a little time away from it would do me some good. I regret to inform you that while
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#39: A Dragon in the Sewer (Part 2)
The dragon hadn’t quite noticed us yet, which gave us a quick moment to arrange ourselves strategically. We couldn’t speak, as it could alert the beast, but we’d been working together long enough that we didn’t need to. I spotted a great sniping location on a large pipe against the opposite wall. I pointed it
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