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The group ventured onward and soon reached the grove. Zarcony swooped about the small clearing among the trees with her head bobbing up and down.
“Yes! Yes, this will do perfectly well!”
Zarcony reached into her robes and drew out a strange lamp. The shape was that of an old-fashioned oil light, but instead of a wick there was a blue crystal. The gem sat atop a pedestal of gold and its brilliant color reflected off the refracted glass that made up its housing. The thick base was square, and the domed top had a hooked handle that Zarcony held as she set the light atop the stump.
Talka’s eyes widened. “A Siren Sapphire! Where in all the galaxy did you find that rare gem?”
Zarcony wagged her finger at him and smiled. “Now that would be telling.”
Allie looked up at Drifter, wh
