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... u don't look a day over twenty. How could you be 'The Elder' they all spoke about?" He exclaimed.
A smile painted his face, though they didn't quite reach his eyes. Upon closer inspection, Ceremus noticed how hollow they were. His brows furrowed. His gaze traveled along his body. He was dressed in a simple but well-tailored tunic with delicate embroidery along the neckline. Everything about him seemed ordinary, yet there was an undeniable confidence he seemed to carry alongside his amuse ...
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