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A baobab of any sort is a strange-looking tree, with a really thick trunk and a shallow canopy of branches arrayed at its top like a collection of lilypads on the surface of a pond, each laying parallel to the … Continue reading →

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“This is really charming,” Eddie butts in.  “Would you care to explain?” I sigh, but Pulse leaps right in. “Once upon a time,” he says, “there were three friends.  Hilarious, slap-each-other-on-the-back friends, all of them Rangers and one of them … Continue reading →

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“Aves repello!” I hear Adrian shout. That sounds like a good idea, I think, but only for a second.  If I thought the Push was bad, the buffeting blow that whips off Adrian as he casts his spell makes it … Continue reading →

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“Check the wizard’s pockets,” Eddie says.  He delivers the line like an order, but he does the searching himself.  When he finds a thin, sharp bit of iron, like a razor, and shows it to us, I grin and try … Continue reading →

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“You’re not thinking of trying to get past Herself, are you?” I ask Jim Throat. The big guy laughs.  He’s strapping his sword on him like a knight, like you don’t see on the Outside anymore except in pictures and … Continue reading →

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