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77; The Choice

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Lyra

I went outside.

Not far. Just through the side door at the end of the corridor and into the cold air of the early morning, where the sky at the eastern wall of the academy had that specific quality of darkness that is not darkness anymore but has not admitted it is becoming light. I stood on the stone path that ran along the outside of the hall and I breathed.

Cold air. Real air. The kind that does not carry anyone else's expectations in it.

Fifteen minutes. A question with no wrong answer
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