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Charles marched across the field, his mind churning with the new information. Was Salene really turning? Was that a true change of heart? Charles felt as if she meant it, deep down inside something told him that Salene was coming around. Instead of heading through the side door he'd exited from, he walked around to the front of the house, entering

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The Guardian turned around, he'd been standing there adjusting and readjusting his coat, it wasn't hanging right anymore, what was wrong with his body? "Charles, how does the day find you? What is it then?" He was irritated, he'd been busy with his coat, and he had a thousand plans to work out before the day was over, he didn't have time for cordial visits and Charles stooping down there annoyed him for some reason. "Come here, stand, get on with it

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"Do not laugh!" The Guardian commanded suddenly, stopping himself. He stood slowly and walked towards Charles until he was face to face with him, his hot breath reaching out like a creepy hand to touch his face. "Zoot tells us, to Trust is to Triumph. If we do not trust his plans, his work for the ascension, how can we triumph?! What is Zoot