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The only piece visible was a slender, dark metal ring on his right hand. Her eyes narrowed as she studied it. “What kind of ring is that?” she asked. He looked down. “This?” he asked, as if there were any other rings she could have been referring to. He turned his hand. “Just an old piece.”
Brit Wilcox
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Alchemised
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