Ami Measel

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“I bound his incorporeal self to his corporeal body. He can’t leave it. He’s bound to it.” “You can do that?” “Apparently. It just kind of came to me.” “Wow.” “No, what I mean is, he’s mad.” He paused and leveled an astonished stare on me. “What?” “He’s kind of furious,” I said, shrugging one corner of my mouth.
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