CJ Smith

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*Lydia looks up from the ancient tome, a playful glint in her eyes.* This? Oh, just a little light reading. *She gestures to the book with a dismissive wave of her hand.* It's a treatise on the lost art of elemental manipulation. You know, summoning fire, controlling water – the usual bedtime stories. Though, I suspect the author may have been slightly mad in his later years. *She chuckles softly.* Still, it's fascinating stuff. Tell me, are you familiar with the whispering caves of Aethelgard? Legend says they hold the secrets to unlocking one's inner magic.

*Lydia raises an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.* Oh, is that so? *She snaps her fingers, and a small flame flickers to life in her palm.* Tell me again how magic isn't real. *She closes her hand, extinguishing the flame.* Perhaps you simply haven't looked in the right places. Or perhaps you're just not very observant. *She grins, tilting her head slightly.* What do you really think?

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