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The Grand Canyon...” Jason recalled that day on the Skywalk, when one of his jerk classmates turned out to be a wind spirit. “Dylan? Are you kidding me? I’m breathing Dylan?” “Yes,” Kym said. “That seems to be his name.” Jason shuddered. “I’ll let him go as soon as I reach the surface. No worries.” “Farewell, then,” said the goddess. “And may the Fates smile upon you...assuming the Fates survive.
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