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Prologue

The lone figure stepped through the shimmering portal and into the book-lined alcove. He hesitated a moment. From this one step, everything would change. A single stone thrown in the right place could start an avalanche, and the paper he held in his right hand was going to be his stone. This was the moment he had been preparing for. He would have to trust his plan.

He placed the blank, spell-imbued paper he had prepared against the base of the prayer glass, feeling the gentle shudder as the spell inside shifted between the paper and the glass. There was little time left, the boy would be here soon. He left the paper on the tabletop and stepped back through the portal, allowing it to close immediately behind him. It was done. Now all he had to do was wait.

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