A day late because I can’t schedule correctly! Sorry guys!
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The boys took turns holding their hands over the candle flame. A test of will. Of strength and daring. Ven looked on from the corner, glancing over the top of his book.
“Afraid?” Destin asked, jutting his chin in Ven’s direction.
Ven only shook his head, but he didn’t rise. The boys laughed at him and went back to their stupid game.
And Ven turned another page in Flame of the Old Gods: an Introduction to Incendiary Magic.
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