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2020-12-31 17:22:13It was so hard to trust unknown magic, still. She was such a hypocrite. Hadn’t she resorted to using her own not too long ago to save Oza? And yet she couldn’t scold away the uneasiness lurching and twisting in her gut as the oasis sailed over the sands, like the desert was but water on the sea. This wasn’t the cold, pruned Empire anymore. This was the wild Adaraat where the desert nomads wandered, and strange foreign magic came from here. Not rigorously trained and schooled magic with rules and pinpoint regulations in the ranks, but free magic, unconstrained, unpredictable. Like the kind that could move vibrant palm trees over sand - or a spring, because there was no mistaking that sound, however distant: water. But it stopped moving suddenly, and after a moment, she understood it was waiting for her. She glanced behind her at the camp’s edge, wondering if anyone was watching her, and indeed, met the gazes of a few of Kai’s men as they watched on eagerly. Time to go. Bes
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