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It had been in a fortune teller’s shop in York, England.
“I think so, but I’m not certain if it is what I think it is. If it is, it’s extremely rare and valuable.” Greyson turns it over in his hands to see all sides of it,
“It is, please don’t drop it,” Chick warns, the ball in his hand was a little bit bigger than the one he remembered, more the size of a large grapefruit and had a dark green glow within it with the same billowing white smoke half hiding the glow in its depths. Celine smirks,
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