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... ttern he'd inscribed a thousand times before. The enchantment flared briefly, a pale shimmer of protective Magic that would keep someone's roof from cracking, even in the winter frost. Nothing grand. Nothing that would earn mention in any magical treatise. But it was honest work, and it kept food on the table.
The workshop hummed with quiet industry around him. Seven other enchanters bent over their stations, each focused on their own repetitive tasks. The air tasted of metal shavings an ...
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