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... s moment — this titanic moment — was simply another task to complete before breakfast.
She turned to Albion, one hand on her hip, the other gesturing loosely toward the roots still groaning and creaking above them.
"Now, little Albi," she said, her voice light but undeniably firm,
"I think it's time to do your duty, hmm?"
Her emerald and amethyst eyes gleamed.
"Go wrap your body around the roots and the Tree—just like your mother did."
She paused, ...
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