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Secrets of the Adepts, Chapter 8:
Sheba woke up at the crack of dawn. She found that for the first time since she and Ivan had come to the floating city, she could breathe easily. It had taken a week, but Sheba had finally grown accustomed to the High altitude. At first it had been a shock that the city of Anemos still existed, but after she realized that it must be true, almost everything about her life had fallen into place. Anemos was her home. She had fallen from it sixteen years ago, into the city of Lalivero. Now she was home and she had never felt better. Her family was dead, but that could be expected. Her parents had been old, and she an only child. On the bright side, Sheba had inherited her parents' house, which was where Sheba and Ivan were staying.
Hamma had been out on a mysterious journey for about five days now, but she should be back soon. Ivan was staying with Sheba in her house in Anemos. It was a nice city. He still had no clue about his family and past, Hamma still wouldn't tell him. Ivan also had a troubling feeling in his gut. Aside from that, life was good.
Hamma walked into the living room of Sheba's house. Sheba was sitting in a chair, reading. "Hello Sheba." She said, her voice weak.
"Hamma, is something wrong?" Sheba asked, worried.
"N-no," Hamma said, "You need this." She threw a small amulet at Sheba. The girl caught it and inspected it.
"It's an Amulet of healing. You'll need it." Hamma said. Her voice was strained, as if she were fighting an internal struggle. "Don't let the water get it!" She cried, and ran out the door.
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Secrets of the Adepts, Chapter 8:
Sheba woke up at the crack of dawn. She found that for the first time since she and Ivan had come to the floating city, she could breathe easily. It had taken a week, but Sheba had finally grown accustomed to the High altitude. At first it had been a shock that the city of Anemos still existed, but after she realized that it must be true, almost everything about her life had fallen into place. Anemos was her home. She had fallen from it sixteen years ago, into the city of Lalivero. Now she was home and she had never felt better. Her family was dead, but that could be expected. Her parents had been old, and she an only child. On the bright side, Sheba had inherited her parents' house, which was where Sheba and Ivan were staying.
Hamma had been out on a mysterious journey for about five days now, but she should be back soon. Ivan was staying with Sheba in her house in Anemos. It was a nice city. He still had no clue about his family and past, Hamma still wouldn't tell him. Ivan also had a troubling feeling in his gut. Aside from that, life was good.
Hamma walked into the living room of Sheba's house. Sheba was sitting in a chair, reading. "Hello Sheba." She said, her voice weak.
"Hamma, is something wrong?" Sheba asked, worried.
"N-no," Hamma said, "You need this." She threw a small amulet at Sheba. The girl caught it and inspected it.
"It's an Amulet of healing. You'll need it." Hamma said. Her voice was strained, as if she were fighting an internal struggle. "Don't let the water get it!" She cried, and ran out the door.