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Cinnamon Bun - Chapter Eighty-Five - Funhouse
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... range walked around in a circle, phased through the walls, then returned to lead us on a little more.
All of this happened in near-silence. Only the occasional crackle of Amaryllis lightning marking the glass accompanied us.
The problem wasnt that we were tired, or that we had nothing to talk about. It was the constant walk down poorly lit corridors, expecting a trap at every step and finding none. All the while, a thousand reflections of ourselves moved around in the walls. The ...
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