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... lowish ghost that became more visible as it floated towards Forallei and hovered next to her.
Sat on its lap like a throne and her head leaning on her own gloved hand was the spirit-mage they had met prior. The frills of her fanciful gown of yellows and deep blues drifted beneath the ghost she so comfortably lounged on to one side.
"What has you up in a tizzy?" the blasé voice asked of the four-armed woman. Her silverish-violet hair tumbled to the side her head dipped to, and she ...
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