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Hazel didn't consider herself to be all that special. A little strange, maybe, but not special. Running wasn't all that rare of a talent after all, and she simply found the sport to be a comforting way to push her body. As for strange, well... Having a weird attatchment to a cumbersome leather bound book and never allowing it to leave your side? It didn't seem to make people think she was all that normal. Which she understood. She though the emotional attachment was pretty strange until she found her swenshi abilities. She was even more reluctant to remove the book from her messanger bag now.
"At least now I understand why I can't leave home without this stupid thing..." Hazel muttured to herself, resting a hand on her bag to re-assure herself the book had not disappeared somehow. It, of course, had not, and she felt herself relax slightly more as she walked around.
"©ⓡⓨⓢⓣⓐⓛ ©ⓛⓐⓡⓘⓣⓨ, ⓜⓐⓚⓔ ⓤⓟ!"
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