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“Anyway, is it hard for you to be in here? Or is it more of a comfort thing?' ... 'It feels like coming home, but not. And it's not that it's changed- this place never changes. Hell, I think change is the mortal enemy of a scribe. But I'm starting to realise that I've changed. I don't quite fit here. Not anymore.' 'Yeah. I get that.' Something in his voice tells me he really does.”

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Book:Fourth Wing
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