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Myde fidgeted with some thing he’d been working on while they sat on the couch together. He breathed out something weighing heavily on his conscience. He hated keeping secrets from her. But he had an inkling he knew something important to Skuld. “You described that painting you keep doing..it was a town with a clock tower right? I uhm..I’m pretty sure I know where that is..And I may have been from there too ...well not originally but I lived there for a time..”














