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Zorian remained quiet, his thoughts churning. A marker. That was why he ended up caught in the time loop along with Zach, wasn’t it. The spell wasn’t keyed in to the originator’s soul or some such, since those things were ambiguous and could fail—the original looper could end up with his soul damaged or slightly altered, much like what happened to him and Zach, and then the spell could glitch and fail to loop them back. No, the makers of the loop instead stamped Zach’s soul with something unchangeable and unmistakable. And then Red Robe and Zorian inherited it, because the makers of the loop were a little too smart for their own good… “Removing the marker,” Alanic began, oblivious to or uncaring about Zorian’s obvious state of deep thought. “I don’t want it removed!” Zorian immediat

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