Historic Time Traveler
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Have you ever wondered about the past? What it was actually like in person instead of reading it off a textbook?
Me neither.
Yet, I get a stupid charm by blah blah blah, have to back to the past and blah blah blah, and miraculously know more about history, because you know, I just experienced first hand. Talk about b-o-r-i-n-g.
But when a bit of magic is thrown into the mix, it seems as if my fate just might change...
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