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I wrapped the neon-blue tape tightly around the shaft, creating a distinct, raised ridge exactly where his lower thumb should rest during a defensive line pass. "A tactile anchor," I murmured, passing the stick back to him. "When your vision fractures, you will not look at the puck to calculate the distance. You will slide your hand down until your thumb hits this ridge. The physical alignment of the stick will automatically adjust the blade three point five inches to the right, regardless of what your eyes are telling you." Jaxson gripped the stick, his large hand wrapping around the shaft. He slid his palm down until his thumb locked against the raised blue ridge. He looked down at his han

I mumble, heading to my office. I sit down in my chair and put the book on the desk. I look closely at the cover and realize it isn't leather, but some soft dark skin, more on a fur than the normal boom cover. My guess would be some.random animal with fur but I think sime fur isn’t smooth as this. I turn to the first page and mutter a curse under my breath. I read the tiny scrawl with widening eyes.

“Dougal’s Herbs and Wildlife?” “Check.” “Volume 2?” “Check check.” “Misegevit’s Natural Remedies?” I scanned the shelf. “Um…. yes, it’s here. Just out of place, hang on.” “It should be before the Anatomy section.” “Yup, it’s here. Ok next?” “Nyllan’s Theoretical Text, Volume 1?” “Yes.” “Volume 2?” “Yes.” “Volume 3?” “Yes–” “Volume 4?” “Yes– wait.” My brain on auto-pilot had already missed it. I silently brushed the breadcrumbs from my hands and dusted off the bindings of the dark green books in front of me. “Volume three is missing,” I said. “Volume four is here.”

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Nevan was made smarter, agile, authoritative and wise. The two of them began to launch the contents of the mind. A way out with the appearance of the cunning enemy. *** The room is not too cramped. A hand that flipped through a unique book that was slightly dusty. The dark color of the book looks faded by the title. His hands were not smooth, nor did they look dull. But, the eyes are starting to look confusing. “What a strange history book,” Felix muttered glancing around the body of the book.

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Hello, everyone! Thank you so much for reading my book so far. If you noticed that the latest chapter title was Chapter 75 instead of Chapter 74, it means I screwed up and uploaded the wrong chapter and have yet to fix it! If not, and you saw Chapter 74 following Chapter 73, that was the correct chapter. If you can, please wait a couple of days until it is fixed? Thank you so much! It was entirely my fault. No, it was my sleepy brain!

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I was meant to rule, I had this. "Okay down to business. It should not take days to fix a simple problem." I stated as I pulled out the book of forbidden spells. I hated to admit it but I fixed all my problems with the forbidden spells book. You didn't need dark for alot of the magic. Honestly though the book was extra because I knew everything by heart but I felt like it would be smarter to need the book so nobody could try to mimic what I did. I looked at the ancient cover before I opened up the book. Alex leaned forward to look in it. I slammed it shut and looked up at him. He raised his hands up and leaned back

"Annie didn't put on that entire act on her own, did she? How could she be so scheming even at such a young age…" Michael and Jennifer looked absolutely astonished. "Could we really have misunderstood Lorelei back then?" "Ann, did you really see Lorelei stealing the money? And why did you throw the card away?" Panic flashed across Annie's face when Michael and Jennifer questioned her. "I don't know why this is what she remembers. There must be something wrong with the machine. Yes, that's right—the machine altered Lorelei's memory! "Aunt Jenny, Uncle Mike, neither of you actually has doubts about me, right?"