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She reopened the spellbook and cleaned the
mud-covered page she had missed.
“Angub, you didn’t read this warning… not only
would a creature appear, but the caster must be
sacrificed,” she said softly, tears falling.
In her grief, a light caught her attention. She
approached it and found a beautiful glowing flower.
As she touched it, flashes of Angub’s memory
appeared—his love, his courage, his sacrifice. A warmth
filled her heart. She held the flower tightly. “I will
remember you forever.”
This flower was the final form of Angub’s magic.
It’s no wonder each touch brought his memory. Though
his body was gone, his legacy of sacrifice and will lived
on.
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