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We did not bother collapsing the tents and continued our way towards Epetherial Channel. Two sparkling blue upright posts connected at the tip by two horizontal crosspieces stood before us. Familiar voices chattered as we crossed the gate. They kept calling my name and touching my shoulders. Gallia held tightly on my arm, her eyes gazed at the transparent apparitions around us. I pulled her closer to me, it’s the least I could do for last night. I gripped tightly on the pommel of my sword. The path directed our feet to the north. Soon, the voices receded. Different hues of blue circled us. Beyond it was another gate of the same structure. A rounded leathery figure blocked our path. Gallia presented to him a golden piece of paper. The guard ripped it to shreds and let us in. “Miss, aren’
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