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Awake!
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Saying words she had not said since she was a novice, Ceridwyn ignited her magic against the Risen. She would not be caught again with an inability to strike at need. She rose to her knees as the thing in the door made awful almost word sounds.
Cróga came out from under the bed, looking suspiciously on the new arrival.
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