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That sounded reasonable to Cinnamon, and she nodded easily without thinking.
"Wonderful," said the witch, licking her lips. She drew a sharp fingernail across the back of her hand, and marked the child's forehead with her own blood, though it very quickly dissolved. "I will see you in thirteen years, then...
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not that you'll remember nor be able to expect me." She began a light chant, and when she had vanished, Cinnamon blinked, having quite forgotten what was happening. The hag would uphold her end of the bargain in thirteen years' time...
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not that you'll remember nor be able to expect me." She began a light chant, and when she had vanished, Cinnamon blinked, having quite forgotten what was happening. But something was now different... she opened her mouth, and made an experimental sound.
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not that you'll remember nor be able to expect me." She began a light chant, and when she had vanished, Cinnamon blinked, having quite forgotten what was happening. But something was now different... she felt much sharper than she had these past years!
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Until then, enjoy this boon. Go on - speak." And she vanished into the shadows.
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Until then, enjoy this boon." And she vanished into the shadows.
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