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I hear the ticking of the clock.
I see the vast room of books before me.
I smell the dust that’s laid inside these walls for centuries.
I taste the hot herbal tea burn my tongue.
I touch the sacred journal of secrets close to my chest.
I step one more foot closer towards the burning fireplace beside me.
I throw the old and withered book into the flames and watch it crumble into black.
“There,” I whisper quietly. “Are you happy now, my queen?"
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