Day 1.
Ellia's perspective.
I briefly shifted my eyes on him as he trained, punching in the air, hitting nothing as he moved side to side with speed that betrayed his rather large stature. For a moment I lost my focus on my training as I almost slipped but immediately took back my balance. I refocused myself to my training, but my mind went back to Celvic, the matters of something personal that wouldn't get out from my head. I do not know if he is lying whether or not he had heard the rest of what I said when he was ill, I said it to his face when his eyes were close that I have felt for him. Whether or not if he returns what I felt, that is something of an entirely different matter.
I don't whether or not to feel stupid, or brave when I said those words, but now it bothers me throughout the day since Celvic awoken. This shouldn't be bothering me, what should be bother me is about how little time we have left to prepare before taking the chance on leaving this light forsaken temple, yet here I am concerned on whether or not a man whom I originally loathed also returns what I felt for him.
He stopped his training as he went over to the corner of the room and sat on a chair, his body leaned over while his arms rested on his knees. I pretended to not look at him, but my eyes were ever slightly shifting at his glistening sweaty form, huffing and puffing from all the exhaustion that took toll on his body. When I tried to focus back on myself and my training, he again now starts to stare at me and it bothers me for some reason. I can't seem to but help myself glance back towards him also, as if answering back to him staring at me.
I don't know what he has in mind, but his eyes felt like he's stripping me bare with it. I felt naked and having on your undergarments as only means to training is not helping either. I could feel the blood rushing in to my cheeks, embarrassed at the situation, the atmosphere was too quiet and awkward. I just stopped and softly asked. "Are you finished?" I asked all of a sudden, it seems to cut him off guard as he suddenly eyes widens and his brow stretches to his forehead.
"Are you?" He asked back, I replied with a shook of my head. "No."
My reply made him stood up and immediately tries to warm himself up to resume his training. "Well, I am not either." He says as he began his training again. I went back to focusing on training myself, but after a few minutes down the line it crept up again on how little we had talk to each other since he had waken up, we spent the entire day just immediately training our bodies to adapt in the coming days, since it had been sometime since physical activity had taken toll on us. Though, we cannot afford our bodies to be complacent, nor can I mind be stuck with questions while our lives were on the line for the run.
I stopped and turns towards a chair and a table and sat on it, I was not exhausted, I was just so unfocused on the training that I can't force myself to train to satisfying exhaustion. Ever since he had awoken his very long sleep and his mention of that he had been aware of the treasure box and the hearthstone, the atmosphere of the room became awkward, not just to me but also seemingly to him, as if we're strangers once again. It's suffocating, knowing we only have three more days to prepare yet we act like we don't know each other.
His reasons to stay quiet must have stem from the fact that he knew all along. He knew everything in the past four days, just trapped in his own body, unable to move or say anything. The experience had been horrifying to me, it would have been to him also.
He stopped after me after a few moments and sat at the same chair, judging from his soft and controlled breathing, he didn't seem to be exhausted.
I looked at him in the eye and he looked at me back, though this time we didn't hurriedly try to tear away our eyes from each other in order to hide, we stared at each other, Celvic's eyes sometimes trailing up and down. It made me self-conscious knowing I'm close to naked with my undergarments being the only clothing I have that covered my body. I was hoping for him to just talk, and stop staring and talk to me just to rid this choking atmosphere of awkward silence.
"Are you okay?" He finally asked.
His question made me feel stiff, now that he broke that awkward silence. "I'm okay." I replied, subconsciously moving my uninjured hand to my left shoulder and giving it a soft squeeze.
He nods nonchalantly and went silent again. I gave him a few moments, but he remained silent still, it felt like he didn't want to play the game on whose going to talk first. He stood up and went to the corner where his clothes were piled and rinsed off his sweat. "Where's the soap?" He asked, he didn't even have to need the answer from me as he went over the table and grabbed it, then walking over towards the tub and began rinsing himself with the wet cloth.
Talk to me Celvic, don't be silent to me...please. I wan to talk to you.
He just stood and did just continues on to rinsing himself while completely ignoring me. While I sit, staring at him behind his back hoping that he'll say something to me.
"I've noticed you're a bit quiet since the incident." He says out of the blue, there I put my attention to him immediately. "I know there's something wrong." He says as he turned towards me.
"You were quiet yourself towards me, I remained quiet myself." I replied nonchalantly, trying to pain myself that I'm unaffected by the silence. "What? Do you think I'm hoping you'll finally talk to me to have a conversation?" I added. I mentally slapped myself for how how hypocritical it sounded, considering I did indeed hoped that he would have talked to me.
He chuckles as he went over to a chair and drags it over closer to me. He was fresher now, sweat no longer covered him, but rather the aroma of the soap and recently dried skin. "Are you feeling all right now? I mean, we spoke little since the incident, I guessed that you needed the sleep and rest." He prompted, leaning on to rest his arms on the table.
"I'm fine, Celvic..." I answered, my voice was softer this time, across the table towards him was a book and under it was a piece of paper of a crudely drawn map of the interior of the temple on where to navigate in our escape. "...just thinking about this." I gestured at the at the paper, whom he took out and spread it on to the table. "We got four days left, it's hard to take in knowing how dangerous its going to be." I say.
He nodded in agreement. It went silent for a bit, none of us were talked to each other for a minute until he finally spoke up. "How long was I out?" He asked, referring to his dangerous coma.
I tried to remember how many days it was, it felt so slow in its entire time frame with me having headaches throughout and having to endure traumatic seizures from him that my rather slender form tries to contain in result to my injury. The experience felt foggy. "Four? Maybe five days, give or take. I can't remember entirely, I just guessed from how Terrorkarantula venom's usual span of mortality."
Celvic nodded, then smiles with an mortified expression. "It's my fault that I got you in that situation, I felt stupid." He said.
I just shook my head and contradict him. "Stupid? Don't be stupid yourself on assuming that you're stupid because of that incident Celvic, we didn't know that box contains a near fatal venom. We were drunk, and we didn't know what we're doing until that happen, so don't blame yourself." I assured him, both of us weren't expecting such a quick turn of events.
It felt like it is my turn to ask him questions after having waiting for his. I wanted to dwell deeper on the incident, what it felt for him and to know if he had known more than he let me know. "What did it feel like Celvic?" I inquired, to be responded with a questioning hum.
I shifted closer, subconsciously taking the piece of paper before asking. "What did it feel like when you were in a coma?"
He tapped his finger at the table a couple of times before giving a long sigh. His eyes avoided mine's unwilling to look at me. "I don't know, it felt cold and heavy that is. Like a big rock on me, trapping me while a snow was blazing on me."
"I tried to talk to you, to wake you up." I state, this time his eyes tuns to mine as he tries to listen closer. "What did you hear throughout of it all?
Celvic puts his hand on his chin with a pondering posture before being silent for a moment. "I don't know, but I did hear you..." He initially says that got my brows raising before he added. "I still can't help but to thank you when I heard you made the decision to not leave me behind in that."
I bit my lip, having a hard time forming the words in my mouth. The conversation was hard to take in I admit. Especially when going back to the incident, but I desperately needed semblance of companionship in the room. "Like I repeated, we elves won't be leaving friends behind Celvic..." I trailed, I didn't even realized that I moved my injured hand unto him. "And I mean that."
He in return held back my injured hand gently. I looked down unto the intimate gesture that he made and softly smiled. I am confused at the moment, whether I wanted the intimate gesture to end or continue on, though it seems that my sub-conscious answered that for me as despite the pain, I recuperated his gesture with a gentle squeeze of my hand. I looked at him and gave him a soft smile.
We both stayed there for a few seconds, with a smile to our faces before our thoughts it us again, pulling our hands away to the shelter of our bodies. I was babbling at this point, trying to strike down the bits of awkwardness that hovered over the atmosphere. "Umm-if..." I say, looking back at him. "If we both get out of here...safe and sound, where are you going to go after this?" I asked, rubbing my shoulder with my uninjured hand.
"I don't know, at the moment. Probably go back to my family?" He sounded unsure, as if hoping that I would have said something first. "What about you? After this, what will you do?"
I shrugged, truly after this I wonder what happens. I go home, then after a period of assurance of over protective parents that you're safe and your adventure is over then what becomes of me? End up married to a rich boy that had never known struggle and a snob? I just shook my head and shrug my shoulders at him. "I don't know, I don't even feel like going back to my family, the only thing that is something for me there is the love for my own sister..." I trailed off before revealing. "Other than that, overprotective, social climbing parents and a wedding to a snobby groom."
A chuckle from Celvic caught me off guard. I just raised my brow as he was about to explain. "I'm still a having a hard time not imagining you just never going back to that, to avoid social climbing parents and a snobby groom." Celvic repeats, to me it almost sounded like a suggestion, like for him that's what he wants for me. Maybe that is indeed what he wants for me, to forget that I have a unloved bride waiting back home, but then if I consider such, where would I go?
"I would..." I say, looking at Celvic's eyes, the way it widens seemingly answered my question inside of me. That is what he wants for me. "That is, if there is somewhere I get to go to."
I could see the slightest move of Celvic's lips as if to say that he would suggest such a place, but the tightening of his lips stopped that. He simply nodded at what I had said and remarked. "You know, I really hate traditions, like arranged marriage, interracial relationships being a social taboo of society. I just don't get it." If he had said that to me just a day we had met, I would have accused him of promoting such abhorrent thinking, promoting social taboos like marrying of other race, but now I'm more inclined to agree. "...my own family had that discrimination, you know, High Elf and a paladin in union. But why the hate? Why can't people just love whom they love, I won't be surprised if we find Draenei's and Orc's had been in such union."
I nodded, I wouldn't be surprised also. But then again, the risks of losing loved ones early because of old age. "I agree..." I say, before adding. "But I understand them also, they are afraid..."
"Afraid of what?" He asks me.
"Probably losing their loved ones to old age." I shrugged my shoulders. "They probably factor that in, why they think it's abhorrent, I disagree completely now, but I understand." I explained, to the point that I wasn't paying attention to my words as it slipped from my tongue. "If I would love someone, I'll probably factor tha-"
Though I didn't finish what I have said, Celvic just nods, repeatedly as he subconsciously curls his hand to a fist. "Yeah, you're right." Putting his lips inside his mouth before gesturing at the piece of paper. "Well, let's talk about something else for now." He suggests. "We got two more days to go and a day to never regret."
I have no doubt in my mind that what I had said affected, his demeanor changed immediately. It is true. Indeed it is true, it is in front of my face, I had doubts before but no longer. I don't know whether or not to feel happy in this revelation that he shares my own feelings. I could try to rationalize f falling for him as the effects of two individuals trapped inside a room with an undisclosed amount of days or my own sexual frustrations as I didn't have any opportunity to put out the scratch of lust in my body.
But here I am, still staring at him with these thoughts in my mind as he proceeded to explain where to go when we get out from this place, paying little attention to what he had explained to me about our escape.
Should I say that I feel the same for him?
I just nod at him as he finished explaining. "Once we're out of this place, we'll have to run on foot. There's no other way." He says, I kept on nodding. "We can relax in our training, we have four more days, we don't have to over exert ourselves, don't let our injuries get worse, relax ourselves, train to warm ourselves up, to shake off the rust."
Celvic stood up and puts his hand on my shoulder. "We'll both go home from this. We're not gonna be stuck here forever, I promise you that."
"It's a promise that we both need to keep." I say to him as he only sighs and nods as he stood up and walked away to do whatever he is doing.
I got four more days to ready to save my life and four more days to put everything to rest. Whatever that is out there, the nightmares, the succubus, or the ghosts that lead to Celvic's poisoning, we'll leave it all behind in four days once we'll get out of this place, but for now we still have four more days to rest and four more days to finalize what is it between us.\
3 days later...3rd person perspective.
Celvic just sat there on a table near the chair with his right foot resting on his knees. With a bottle of wine in his hand taking few swigs at time as he casually stare's at Ellia who decided to summon her own demon pet once again, which surprisingly is much bigger than previously, now close to the size of a full grown man and barres its teeth towards him whenever he approaches but still the same affectionate creature towards the elf.
He just decides to let them be as he pondered on in the last three days, most of it spent on small talks, assuring themselves that their escape is assured and all goes well. It's anything but assured. He had thought about their chances on getting out, and Ellia asked him once, asking him to rate how confident he is that they'll both get out of this place, and he replied "It's a fifty-fifty." He had only said that because everything in life is a fifty-fifty, either you get out with your heads still intact on your shoulders, or you don't.
Ellia held the warlock summoning necklace and puts her hand on the demonic dog's head, it's tongue sticking out like what normal canine's would do if they're happy with their master and soothingly caresses its rough head before the necklace causes the demon to disappear, returning it to the twisting nether. She stood up and walked over towards Celvic who was casually taking a swig on the wine bottle that he has in his hands.
"Celvic..." Ellia began, to which Celvic just gestured on the chair that was on the opposite table to which she sits on. "What are we going to do?" She asks.
He shrugs as he takes an another small drink. "Beats me. I'll do nothing in preparation tomorrow." He said before adding. "Like I said, a day for us to rest."
Ellia narrows her brow when she noticed Celvic didn't finish what he had said. "A day also that we both would not regret." she adds him. She had added that hoping that she'll get a bit of clarification on what he means by it, by judging from Celvic's casual drinking of the wine, she'll likely won't find anything, it only added to the temptation to take a bottle for herself, and she did so as she stood up and went over to the back of the bed to take a bottle herself before returning to her seat.
She held her own bottle up to him and proclaim. "I guess we're two." She says before she exclaims a cheer holding her bottle to him for to bump with his own. "Here's to Ellia Suneyes and Celvic Gander, in celebration to their escape and survival." Her gesture elicited a smile from him as he cheers his bottle to her and they both simultaneously drank their own.
"Is this what we are going to do all day till tomorrow?" She asks.
Celvic nods. "Pretty much, well technically I don't know about tomorrow since we never actually tracked the time of day since we are at the deepest parts of the temple and all the light we got are dim lights from outside and endless amounts of candles." He chuckles. "But I'd rather stay relaxed, just converse." He added.
Ellia almost clenched her still healing first, for the past three days all they were doing where simple exercises and small talks on what to do after this, very vague and quick, sometimes discussing their escape in great detail but with obvious uncertainty in their voices. Now he chooses to just relax in the last day. "Is that it?" She asks which caused Celvic's brow to raise up. "What do you mean by converse, exactly?" She asks as she drank small pints from the bottle, and Celvic did not respond to her, which causes her to ask again. "Or are you just going to wait for me to get drunk with this wine?"
Celvic chuckles and nods at her. "Alright, you got me." He says before he asks. "What do you want to talk about Ellia? Say it now, or prepare to hold your peace." He says with a chuckle in between his words, he isn't sure if she knows human marriage vows.
Ellia narrowed her brows. "If you think I'm ignorant in not knowing how human marriage vows actually say, then don't bother conversing with me, I'm sure you're not being serious enough to earn this conversation." She says, he shakes her head, rubbing on her forehead gently with her injured hand as if having a headache. "What do you want to talk about Ellia? I mean it." She hears him say, this time his tone was much more sincere.
"Alright, I want go back a few days, back when you where in a coma." She said.
"Why do you want to talk about it?" He inquires with a narrowed brow, his expression unreadable as he dranks another pint from the bottle, it was become near empty at that point.
She sighs. "I want to know what you felt then, what did you know throughout that ordeal? What have you heard, feel, or just something." She watches Celvic fell silent as he puts his finger on the bottom of his lip, as if pondering to himself. She tightens her brows against each other, anticipating to what he would say.
He held his silence before finally speaking at last. It was not something she wanted to hear. "The box, and the hearthstone, it was the only thing I knew about." He replied, and immediately she see's right through his lie. The Celvic she had known in the past unknown amount of time since the beginning wouldn't be so blunt on answering as if that is all he knows. She knows him well enough by now.
Simply she asks. "Is that the truth?" He didn't answer as she just stared into him, like burying a hole into his avoiding eyes. Taking a pint from her bottle, drinking much more than she had thought, she asks once more. "Promise me, Celvic. That what you said is the truth."
Celvic just shakes his head from her challenge. "I can't promise that, I think you know me well enough in this unknown amount of days we've been trapped here." He said as he spreads out his arm in admission. "You got me, but I can't answer that." He admits before going back to the bottle after briefly standing up to take an another bottle of wine behind the bed and going back, the alcohol is starting to get to him. "We're going to go outside anyway, tomorrow."
Ellia just shakes her head, she is tired on just holding out the tension between them, just assuming that everything is going great and they'll go back not knowing each other after this. She just had enough from that, knowing it's right in front of their faces. "So even though it's our last day in here in which we both know that we're not even certain that we get out of here alive." she says tensely as she takes large gulps of the bottle, it won't take long for before the wine takes her.
"We can keep on lying to ourselves and assume that everything is going just fine, and we're going to live and we go back to our business in our own respective homes. But we both know that's not going to happen, even if indeed we get out of here alive Celvic." She pressed, Celvic was just silent throughout of it all. He couldn't, she wanted to press him for answers but he doesn't want to know nor he wants to answer, knowing that in the end it's just her going away back to her home to whatever snob that is waiting for her at the altar in a nice dress, while this fantasy of his just dies in his head.
Celvic shakes his head also as he says. "Why do you really want to know Ellia?"
Ellia softly sighs and answers. "This is our last day, we're aiming to never regret it, won't we?" She answered, drinking large pints of the wine bottle, as if purposely trying to get herself drunk throughout the entire conversation
He nods and briefly chuckles. "Yes, you're right in that manner." He replied as he drank large pints from the bottle to the point that he drank all of it in one fill. He notices that she did the same, having the same amount of pints to drink in one fill. He could see that she wants to get drunk like him as well before having to talk about something so personally. "I guess we both have the same in mind Ellia, drink as much as we can, get drunk before we speak words." He said as he stood up and went over behind the bed once more to serve four more bottles for each other.
They just sat on, their conversation becoming smaller talks about whether or not they can successfully escape from the Black Temple as they decided to let the personal talks be aside for now and let alcohol take them over. And it wasn't long after a couple of hours of drinking wine and emptying a few more bottles that the effects of it began to escalate to a higher degree, their movements now becoming very sluggish, with Ellia occasionally laughing at herself at every opportunity from Celvic's small jokes.
"You know, none of thish would have ever happened had that bish...what's her name again? Maiev Shadowsong left us here to die!" Ellia mutters the alcohol affecting her speech as she recalled the time where Maiev led them in the temple to slay Illidan, only for her to immediately leave once the deed was done and left other adventurers to their own to escape. "That's why I hate the Alliance, the eshtupid night elves. Eshtupid rachisht bashtards!" She says and she raises her index fingers towards the nodding Celvic to make her point.
Celvic chuckled. "Shyeah, don't know why I joined in the firsht plashe, if we're jusht going to get abandoned like that." Celvic mumbles in agreement. "I barely remember my squadsh facesh, they were veterans, got nice armors, I jusht got told they needed more people, and the money wash too good for me to pashup." Celvic recalled, now he wondered if they are alive, after Maiev's abandonment, though he had only known them for a week and their faces to him now are an enigma currently.
"Yesh, and I joined sinche that shtupid dragon Kalecgosh said that there'sh a chance for my people to reshtore the Sunwell, I cannot passh that oppurtunity for me alsho." She drunkenly told, they stared at each other's drunken faces, then began to genuinely laugh.
"Hey! We don't know if there are still ghosts or whatever demons out there coming out to get is in this room! Yoush your elvish eyesh!" He said, making a circle motion with his hand on his eyes, referring to her innate ability as an elf to detect the paint of magic in the atmosphere.
Ellia mumbled under her breath and began to close her eyes, before opening it with a bright glow, she scanned there for a moment, around the room and find nothing, no green tint of fel that she could detect, she just closed her eyes and shook her head. "I guessh we're shafe Shelvic in here, till we go outshide!" She says before remarking. "Not bad for a defenshlish priestess isn't Shelvic?" She chuckles, remembering the very first moment that they had met with an immediate and pronounced animosity towards each other.
Celvic laughs and asks. "Whosh Shelvic?" He jokingly asked.
Ellia replied gladly and smiled. "Oh, hesh a coward that ish afraid to shpeak even though it's our last day in this prishon." Her reply briefly stoped Celvic in place as he froze for a moment before shaking his wits back to himself. He briefly forgotten that it's their last days.
"Psh, a coward that you like." Celvic tries to straighten his speech, he briefly forget at the moment of careless drunkenness, he had promised to say the truth.
Ellia raises her brow and chuckles, she didn't seem to catch up on the change of Celvic's mood. "Pshh, are you asshuming that me! An elf of beauty and graesh, likes a lowly human peashant?" She jokes.
Celvic on the other hand, his mood changed completely, the sudden realization caused to loosen himself a bit from the drunkenness and just remarks. "Well, I take my chance to ask." He said in a much softer tone, and it wasn't avoided by Ellia as she noticed the atmosphere changed between them. They both went quiet, Celvic was looking at his own half empty bottle, contemplating to whether or not to take an another drink, while Ellia went quiet also. The merry atmosphere of drinks and teases were put to a stop.
Celvic just sits quietly as he taps his finger on the table. He's now drunk and a few hours had passed by, his stomach is full of wine, and in that condition he had said to her that he will say the truth. He guesses that she probably knows, it was obvious since he basically admitted when he told her that he can't promise a lie as the truth.
Celvic at last breaks the quiet barrier that surrounded them. "I said that this would be a day that we won't regret right?" He asked her.
"That is what you said." She replies, a bit more quiet, her speech now no longer slurring as she tried to compose herself from her drunken state. "Whatever gets out from here, it'll just be the two of us, and we hope that we won't get to regret it." she said.
Celvic takes a deep breath, there was no point indeed to just keep it a secret. "Well, did you mean it?" Celvic finally asks.
"What do you mean?"
"I'll admit, and I heard everything, from you, I was conscious, I don't know why but I heard you and felt your struggles in those very hard days where I stupidly got myself poisoned because of my own stupidity. I heard everything Ellia, even..." Celvic tried to speak more clearly to explain more, but Ellia's widened eyes of surprise made him struggle to speak his mind. "Is it true...about where or if we..." Celvic trailed off, unable to string his words together.
Ellia just sat ther wide eyed, her hands grip tightly on the wine bottle, but in the end, she just slowly nods at him, unable to look at him in the eye for the moment as she tried to take it in, indeed she was correct the whole time, she admitted in the time where he was so close to dying that she had indeed fallen for him, but kept it hidden from him until now when they both decided it to force it from each other. "I suspected it..." She admits as she gathered herself and finally looked him in the eye, she tried to play it off, trying to find an explanation for herself to why it led to this. "I mean, we're two of the opposite gender trapped in the same room of unknown amount of time, regardless of I'm elvish we are bound to-" She cuts herself off when she looked him in the eye once more, his stare was paralyzing, the look of his eyes trying to seek she decided to admit it herself, justifying that she shall leave no regrets in the room.
"Yes, it's true to me, and I meant it when I have said it, not just in the heat of the moment." She finally had said it, she felt compelled to tell, like as if she would fail if she would have not told him the truth. Yet she felt small because of it, vulnerable even as she hung her head down, her injured hand rubbing her shoulders as she waited for him to speak, yet she hears no words from him, only the scraping of wood to the floor as Celvic moved from his chair and suddenly moved towards her in a sudden announcement.
Gently he let her look up to him, savoring the moment as they both stared each other for what felt like hours on. Her green eyes staring back at his hazel ones. The sudden surge of emotions where confusing the elvish counterpart as she could not decided to whether or not to be scared of Celvic's sudden approach or welcome it. But all that emotions turn to shock as Celvic leaned down and touched her lips with his with an unbridled passion. Ellia's mind was trying to convince her to pull away, to stop, knowing that she is an elf and she is human, that she is to be wed to someone else.
Indeed she tried as she pulled away only to be forcefully pulled up to her feet by Celvic as he moved her towards the edge of the bed before she could protest. "Celvic-" She tries to speak, but the tingling feeling of Celvic's kisses on the smooth curve of her neck cuts her off. It didn't feel forced to do this, despite never experiencing such activities before, it felt so natural for her to the point that she couldn't decide to continue pleading Celvic to stop or invite him to her most personal areas of her body as Celvic at last pushed her down on her back against the bed. But to her resolve, she she raised her arms to stop him and he relents.
"I've never done this before..." She says softly, grabbing a blanket that rested beside her, half hardheartedly trying to cover her still clothed body. Celvic leaned in next to her and ask. "With a human?"
"...with anyone." That was her reply as Celvic continues on, smiling this time as he crawls towards her,gently putting her injured hand to his to make sure she's her injuries are not to be tampered with as he returned to focus on her lips. And to him, her lips tasted like the sweetest honey he could have ever taste, the softness of her lips hypnotized him. It wasn't long before his caresses were finally recuperated and they both became bare.
"Please, don't make me regret this." Ellia whispers as they let their pent up passion and frustrations take them over.
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