Eithan blinked. “That may have been the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me.” “Don’t let it swell your head,” Yerin muttered. “This inspires me to compose a poem!” “Can I pay you to stop?” “There once was a man from Iceflower—” “Wait a second,” Lindon interrupted. “That reminds me. I found this in Ozmanthus’ workshop.” He held up a small black book. “I thought they might be Soulsmithing secrets, but they seem to just be poems.” Eithan made a choking sound. “Might be it runs in the family,” Yerin said. “You read any?” “I don’t see what good that would do. This one says his pain is ‘a
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