Literature
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Chapter One
Twelve manuscripts later, Mulaya had it: the last remnants of a script likely written a hundred years past. No one dared to write magic like this anymore. No one tried. Except for her. Getting her fingers on this had involved more than a little rubbing of the right elbows, greasing of the right palms, and the broken heart of a wizard who lived in Yrkai creating mechanisms for little more than art. A waste of talent, in Mulaya’s opinion. He was a talented gentleman. Now, he was a sad and talented gentleman. It didn’t matter. Mulaya didn’t have room for people in her life who would only hold her back. She had goal