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The older a wizard grows, the more silent he becomes, like a woody vine growing over time to choke a garden path, deep and full of moss and snakes, running everywhere, impenetrable.F.T. McKinstry
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Gardens are made of darkness and light entwined.F.T. McKinstry
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She held out her hands, cupped and holding a small plant.' The power to heal is the power to destroy, ' she said with the faintest smile.F.T. McKinstry
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Innocence crafts its own demise.F.T. McKinstry