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Chapter 22: Self
Author: The Concierge 2020-09-22 12:24:44
They were informed of the coming test a week to its arrival: The Test of self.
No information was given, not a single detail was offered by anyone. The older children claimed it was different for each person. But one thing they all had in common was the fact that they all seemed reluctant to talk of it, and always seemed saddened by the memory it seemed to summon.
Priestess Emeril had added a new regime to their training with the introduction of throw
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