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"Home?" the man asked. "Are you a traveler?" |
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Shannon looked down, confused by the question. "No, I'm a high school student." The man did not answer right away. Shannon couldn't tell if he was still angry or just didn't want to say anything. |
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"You are not who you claim to be," the man stated flatly. |
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Shannon's mouth dropped open. She didn't know what to say. The statement was so unexpected that she really couldn't believe she had heard it. "Okay, then who are you?" Shannon challenged. |
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"I am the Scribe Chronicler of the Starlight Grotto, and a Footman of the Ajan Banner of the Night." The man spoke very authoritatively, and with a deep, booming voice. |
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"What's a starlight grotto?" |
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"It is the place into which you are trying to trespass," the man answered. "The Starlight Grotto is a place of quiet contemplation; a place where one seeks wisdom and knowledge." The man had Shannon's full attention. "It is a peaceful place, but also a place of immense power." She had never heard anyone talk like this before. |
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"So what am I doing here?" Shannon asked. |
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