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The Potions

[Ramona's POV]

His white robes floated in the soft breeze. He had a long silver sword across his back, and a thin staff was resting in the crook of his arm. He turned to look at me and grinned. I returned the phoney smile and stepped in closer.

"Dad, my mother asked me to make you breakfast," I sa...

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