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Amelia: Marsha and The Harsh Truth
Previously... "Foxen?" Ivan called her out, as they had entered the IWC headquarters, watching the animals fly by, the people that were like them, helping the animals as they sorted the books. The shelves still looked the same, the ceiling of the room had large flexible pillars that were positioned at the top, as the sky remained its enchanting purple color with stars scattered around, making her feel like she wanted to be sucked in by it. Ivan looked around too, but went his separate way as he headed to the shelf that had a capital letter H on its body, as he climbed on the long ladder which leaned on it, due to it being there to help him with his next mission. "Have fun. I have somewhere else to be." Ivan wished her good luck, before coming down from the ladder after placing all the boo
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