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“The winds of change are blowing,” he muttered, and looked up startled. He’d said the invocation, quite without meaning to. He scanned the room, but nobody seemed to be paying him any mind.
By Grace Chetwin5
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“The winds of change are blowing,” he muttered, and looked up startled. He’d said the invocation, quite without meaning to. He scanned the room, but nobody seemed to be paying him any mind.