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A modest, clean file slips over to your side of the table, lit by the warm glow if a lantern.
โDandelion huh? Not my first choice but fair enough.โ They open the file
A gleaming, silver brooch drops onto your side of the table with a solid thud, its metallic sheen glowing in the darkness with a rebellious light. It resembled a lilypad.
A thin, woodblock-printed parchment ripples in the imagined wind, only held in place by a single steel nail. Of course, the nail was affixed to nothing but empty space...