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EPOCH THE FIRST, 1703. “I hope nothing is wrong. Her eyelids fluttered with recognition, and she cried out softly. The girl in the forward chair raised herself a little, the better to see the gorgeous blue palanquin of the dimly visible bride. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb. Martin managed to catch her after class the next day.
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