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... The cold wind blew harder and risked his silver hair flowing backwards and potentially exposing his location.
He found a small rope in the bushes and tied his hair in a bun.
’Ain’t no way I’m cutting my hair,’ he decided.
He closed his eyes once more to confirm the position of the Essence and sketched idly on the ground as he received the mental image.
"It’s in the North wing of this damned house. Two floors above what looks like a wine cellar."
Placing a ...
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