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Picture this: winter mornin’, sun’s barely up, and bam—trees lookin’ like they’re wearin’ diamonds. Hoar’s not just frost, nah, it’s special—tiny ice crystals, spiky, growin’ straight outta vapor. No liquid stage, just poof—magic! I read somewhere—prolly X or some nerdy site—that it’s “sublimation in reverse,” and I’m like, whoa, science is hot! Made me happy, ‘cause I’m a nerd in disguise—don’t tell the squad.

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It seems I have betrothed you to a whore.” Magnus couldn't help the snort of laughter that escaped him. Cleo cast a glare toward him, one made of sharp, broken.

Food finally comes, and it’s glorious. I’m chowin’ down, and then I hear this commotion outside. Turns out, there’s a parade! In Sumber? Who knew? I rush out, and it’s a whole vibe. People dancin’, music blarin’, and I’m just standin’ there, mouth full of rice, grinnin’ like an idiot.

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