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The Ascendant's Journal (Exerpt)

4th of Dest, Andrel 893

09 06 26

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The sea was light turquoise...her eyes were the color of the water. He'd never seen her in life, but she'd haunted his dreams and empty waiting moments. She was a memory Nick couldn't fully recall. The rhythmic beat of footsteps overpowered the constant surf and shattered his reverie.

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