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Her fingers dance in swoops and waves, cutting runes into the powder. It's odd to see. Hands usually draw with inks or chalk. Powder and silver-tipped slippers are for simple gestures in duels, when there is no time to stoop and paint. With my warped foot, dueling is an impossibility, but I have seen her practice countless times.
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Read “Our Dead Selves Lie Like Footsteps in Our Wake” by Jeff Isacksen, in Issue #121
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