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- The Faerie Queen began to slip from my grasp.
- She knew what was happening, and she was forcing my power to affect her spirits. A single spirit.
- Breaking free.
- She moved her hand of her own volition.
- And then she was free. Inside my radius, but free.
- She turned to face me. I met her gaze, as best as I was able. My vision wavered.
- - Speck 30.6
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