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Chapter 6

Author: J. E. Harper
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Grief, it turned out, moved through the Spire on a schedule set entirely by the administration, and by Thursday, they'd decided ours was ready to be managed.

The flyers went up overnight, taped to the stone archways with a cheerful, laminated efficiency that felt almost obscene. Community Healing & Solidarity Circle — Great Hall, Lunch Period — Attendance Strongly Encouraged. Strongly Encouraged was academy-speak for mandatory, but we'd rather you thanked us for it.

"They sp
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