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"There's one thing that's been bothering me about this world," I mused as we walked through the crowded streets.
I was freshly attired in a new pair of soft pants and a blouse shirt, courtesy of the tailor sisters. A long coat much like the one Asher wore, but with a less depressing brown color, was draped over my shoulders and kept away the damp chill that blew off the bay.
The sun hovered in the sky and shone down on a city bustling with commerce and calling, as men and women chatted and shopped. I couldn't help but notice a few aware-hares among the crowd, and more than one tall person sported a pair of pointed ears like elves.
A teasing smile appeared on Asher's lips. "Besides your being kidnapped by a witch and possessed by a demon?"
"And all within the same week," I reminde
