"Where is the fruit of blessing when your eyes are inadvertent to fouls within your circle? How shall gain be expected to amass to one's possession if they are imprudent?"
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The Icendelve Dress Makers' Company,
Wredgeton, the City on the Bridge,
The Kingdom of Hyll-Decanta,
Fair Afternoon of a Sun's full reign,
Second Mounday of the Second month,
Fiftieth Year of the Reign of Adon Vericus IV
Nathan Jehu closed his eyes, standing before the ledgers and shelves of velvet and beckoned his mind to bring forth the essence of his Gift and bless the ill omens away.
When the scenes of the curls of darkness returned beneath his eyes, he bound them each, until they scampered to the hold of his palms.
