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So, it turned out the information Claudine had heard regarding the moon and kids was heard by Trent too. Isla also. She herself certainly did not believe it: kids were little monsters everyday of the year. Had she been listening carefully to the others? Yes and no. In case Trent forgot, she was working on a very important task here. Well, not important to her.
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Good golly. More tasks? Sheesh.
Claudine finished off the last cloak she had been working on before going to help Minjae and the others work on the curtains. In the process, she also worked on blowing out the candles that happened to be not too far from the curtains she drew. It was a quick and effective way to get things done. In other words: work smart, not hard.
Once she was done, the girl grabbed a cloak that fit her okay-ish. See, it was a little big for her as the sleeves went past her hands. Whatever. Mask? Check. Torchlight? Check.
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