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Chapter 2
Chapter 2After they’d gone perhaps a league or two, Holzy turned back toward the forest, the path still rolling out ahead of him. There, in a sheltered vale between two low hills, Hanson saw a cozy cottage surrounded by a stone wall, green plots. He guessed they were gardens, and a sturdy shed with a stave-and-wattle fence around three sides of it, from which the sounds of goats, pigs and a chicken or two emerged. It looked quite the handsome and homey farmstead. Remembering the many likenesses Holzy had presented to them in a flash, he wasn’t sure whether to trust his eyes or not, although the scene did not waver. Graber nudged him with one elbow. “You reckon all this is for real? Do you think he’s a genuine wizard?” When Hanson shrugged his shoulders, he felt the pull of tired muscles
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