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Mar 10, 2023 • 13 min read

Upon Which We Lay the Cards

The rune on the inside of Yaza's wrist fades until only itchy skin remains. For Yaza, it would be more epic if it would hurt. Somehow, that would make a better story. Magic is supposed to be painful.

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Art for Upon Which We Lay the Cards by Sarah Hofheins
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