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... very large to begin with, and thanks to his memory, he knew every corner and furnishing by heart. He was certain that before leaving, this mound hadn’t existed.
What had happened?
Puzzled, he turned and called out beside him, "Andny, what’s with that little dirt mound?"
It was already winter, but Liberl Port’s low latitude, bordering on the tropics, and South Harbor District’s seaside warmth, meant there was no shortage of worms—or of insects for the Insects Witch to comm ...
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