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Lilianya ran her hands through her hair. She was well rested and alert. It’d been years since she was as rested. While with the resistance, she always had something to do. There was little rest.
Now she was trapped in a cage. There was nothing for her to do… except rest. Zaviana’s voice suddenly rang in her head from memory. There is always something to do.
Part of Lilianya’s problem with magic was her lack of control. Her impatience. If she could get that under control, Zaviana told her she could be one of the best.
The problem was, she couldn’t reach her magic. It was shielded from her. She didn’t know how, but she suspected the mage she’d encountered had something to do with it.
Meditation. Zaviana always preached meditation. There was little else for Lilianya to do.
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