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[22.1] DIANE
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"Don't you know that the forests died with the faerie folk? True Magic is not in these lands."•|•|•[KAYOS]The bird cawed loudly in its cage, and my eyes gleamed a sparkled ember as I watched it from the shadows of my study.The light trails of magic coming off it in shimmering waves intrigued me for I had not seen something quite like it. So easy to miss and yet so irregular.I studied the bird for a moment, before leaning forward into the candlelight. Inspecting it closely I confirmed a few things about the abnormalities of the bird. It was larger than a normal raven, it seemed to watch me as well, and its heart was racing the closer I got.The bird blinked in my direction, growing quiet, and paused as if frozen at the mere sight of me.It wasn't unusual for animals to behave this way toward me, I knew.Each animal was born with an instinct. It was simply natural that they knew when a predato
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