February 4, 2026
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“Think he would fit in?” I tugged off a stack of gold rings upon entering one of my office chambers. “One way to find out.” Ptolemy grabbed the wab by the collar, pushing him against the wall.
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We left the building late into the afternoon. Maria Mater sighed heavily with disgust. “I hate dealing with the heads,” she grumbled as she led Cortex and me to a shaded spot in the courtyard garden.
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Well, I guess I wasn’t going to go take a quiz immediately. Mindy proved to be just another trial, another test. The guards led me to a small dorm room. Grey jail cell was more like it. There was a top level bunk bed with a desk and chair underneath it. Behind a curtain sat…
Chapel Orahamm 