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I brush Concorde's mane gently. I feel like braiding it today, while she gets used to the saddle on her back. "How are you feeling, girl?" I look her in the eye warmly.

...I feel the world shifting around me. It's the Sun magick I know all too well. But.... it's not coming from me. No, someone else is using it.
And there's only one person who can do that.

Naomi walks towards me. "Oh, good, you've already started. You need to get Concorde saddlebroke as soon as possible." They look determined.
"May I ask why..?" I try to say this as nicely as possible.

They shake their head. "Not yet, but it's urgent. We may not have a lot of time."

Uh oh.

-Von Blyssen

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