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Iris comes downstairs in a pale cotton dress, barefoot. She orders a cup of tea at the bar and retrives a book, then settles into a squashy armchair by the fire. She opens the book on ancient runes and sips her tea as she carefully reads the pages, illusions of the symbols appear every so often as she practices. Come and sit, she'd like that.

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