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Compass of Time - Ch1
The glass was so cold; water droplets ran down it creating patterns that weaved together in intricate designs. Blythe’s thumb ran along the side of the glass, creating the squealing ...
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Compass of Time - Ch2
“Everyone if I may have your attention,” Mistress Elbirroh’s voice shattered through the chatting and laughing of the children in the Dining Hall, “All, sit down.” She waved her hand ...