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Headlines "Snowflakes" by miharu_mizuneko The western wing of the house had, almost overnight, transformed from a warm and inviting living space to a cold, nigh sacred ground, and a solemn silence reigned. The door to the first room on the left was wide open, and the upper hinge was visibly loose, as if someone had flung it open and slammed it too often. The room had only been occupied for three days...
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A Job Well Done The building in front of me was a giant behemoth of arches and marble and gold. The Faerieland Employment Agency. I was finally here, and there was no turning back now.
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