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5 ‘Morning!’ I said brightly, and slumped into the vacant chair at Jay’s elbow. ‘Disaster?’ ‘Not quite,’ said Jay, and awarded me half a piece of toast slathered in peanut butter. ‘Just some, uh, sub-optimal developments.’ To be honest with you, I really don’t need feeding up; I’m quite comfortably proportioned as it is. But who can resist peanut butter on toast? I skipped over the question of Jay’s inscrutable motives in sharing his food with me — trying not to notice that he was doing the same for Indira — and focused on the article instead. It was light on information and heavy on rumour, but it had the salient facts down: a book featuring a previously unheard of, and extremely powerful, enchantment had come to light, and stood to revolutionise the way magickal libraries operated. Th
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