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Venus POV In Wyatt's office, I found not just a collection of objects, but a gateway to a world beyond the ordinary. It was a place where dreams and reality merged, where ancient wisdom and modern curiosity intertwined. And as I stood amidst the shelves of books and jars of ingredients, I knew that I had been granted a glimpse into a realm few were privileged to witness. "I know being in a warlock's office is fun," Wyatt chuckled, as my eyes scanned over everything with interest. His office was a treasure trove of ancient books, their weathered pages telling stories of forgotten spells and mystical knowledge. The shelves were lined with volumes that seemed to whisper secrets, their leather bindings worn and aged. Against the walls, tables displayed an array of jars filled with dried flo
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