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“My heart beats. I breathe.” The clocksmith’s grin widened. “A bellows breathes to grow a fire. A clock ticks. Are those things alive?” Maybe, thought the nutcracker. Maybe they’re all alive.
The Language of Thorns: Midnight Tales and Dangerous Magic (Grishaverse, #0.5 & 2.5 & 2.6)
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