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• opulent.
• But four shadowy figures slipped through the birch trees, so dark that they seemed made from a starless night.
• Against slavery, against tyranny, I would gladly go to my death, no matter whose freedom I was defending.”
• Faerie arrogance, such faerie arrogance to change our minds, to implant thoughts
• He smiled at me still, broadly and without restraint or hesitation. Isaac had never smiled at me like that. Isaac had never made my breath catch, just a little bit. The feeling was startling enough that I walked out, grasping the crumpled paper in my pocket as if doing so could somehow keep that answering smile from tugging on my lips.