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“It’s been about over a year now,” said Ariadne, “and I think I’ve finally figured something out.”
We were all seated around the dining table, our empty breakfast plates now disappearing into thin air. Even after all the magic that I’d seen in the past few months, I was still not used to the food situation, and sometimes the speed at which the food appeared and vanished would make me jump.
We were now well into June. The days were long, the nights were short, and the air was hot. Ariadne had had to expend a lot of precious time and energy creating magical air-conditioning so that we wouldn’t collapse from the heat. The building was stuffy, and without a proper ventilation system we were never be able to cool ourselves unless we used magic.
“I have contacts,” Ariadne continued. She h
