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“Ah, ha!” Corakin shouted from where he sat behind what Thana could only assume was his desk. If judging by appearance alone, Thana would've said it was some sort of graveyard where manuscripts, odds and ends, and whatever else happened to be laying around, went to die. She was far from the tidiest of people, but this disorganization made her seem almost compulsively neat.

“Did you find something?” Thana asked, not daring to hope. The last two times Corakin had made a similar announcement had been false alarms. The first had been the discovery of a potpourri recipe for which Corakin had been looking for several months. The second had simply been in response to a bug he'd found crawling on his arm. Though, in hindsight, that particular sound most likely would have been clarified as a shriek rather than an announcement.