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... ody, after all, but this evening, a creeping sensation kept running through the long, raised scar on his arm. He scratched it absently, while sounds of revelry reached him through a thin wall and the door to the chamber the troupe was waiting in.
Hours had passed since his conversation with the archivist, and the time had been filled with frantic activity; information was sharedas the troupe did some last minute rehearsingrecounting everything theyd learned from other entertainers theyd ...
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