20. Rifts

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20 Rifts Melanie whistled softly and leaned back in her chair. Julian had never seen her so impressed. He and Raedrick sat in the couch across the coffee table from her. Raedrick had just finished telling the tale of his exploits the night before last. Her eyes had grown wider and wider the more he spoke. "I've heard of this sort of thing." "Oh?" Raedrick replied. Melanie nodded. "Timon told me about it. It's called..." "Timon?" Melanie looked at Raedrick with the sort of expression Julian had seen teachers use with particularly dense students. "Remember the hypothetical mage I told you about?" He nodded. "If that had really happened, Timon would be the mage in question." "Ah." Melanie rolled her eyes and shook her head quickly. "As I was saying, Timon told me about it. It's ca

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