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"You'll feel my absence
Like a blade in the dark.
By the time you notice,
It'll be too late." ~Araneae Ruber
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THE CARRIAGE rustled on the rocky but still wet ground as they left the wetlands of he Arcanists.
Levites was already waiting by the entrance when they got there. Luella's eyes glittered with joy.
"Oh my you are here already?!"
"I never left." He replied, returning her hug. "How are you, my lady? Are you well?"
"Well and Safe." She reassured, lifting her thumps up.
He trailed his eyes to Archibald, who was petting the Arcanists. "I am glad. I'm sure you are hungry?"
"You have no idea. We were offered a meal at Daemarral, but—"
"YOU WENT TO DAEMARRAL?!!"
'Again with this crazy reaction'
"Yes, I did, and I got the key of the dead… or is it dead's key? Which every one, it has key and dead in the same word, so all is well." She nodded.
