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... bother to ask what the flowing handwriting next to the card said. His initial joy at all the cards had been tempered by the Anvil's increasing despair at the quality of the cards. A soft rumbling from his stomach showed that he'd not had anything to eat since the large meal that Xourdin had given them back home.
"Another one of these partial things! Durable fingers, even if I reforge it, it will be no better than Durable hands! Bah," the tiny Anvil whispered, his voice dripping with dis ...
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