The World Under Our Feet
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How high was it? Fifty feet? Seventy? A hundred? And yet he took a step closer to the edge. Just another half-step and he'll fall. She could call him, scream and make her presence known. Or, maybe she could make some weird sounds to scare him off. It could be fun. She could do that, only she would hate to miss out on seeing what he came here. (Warning: This is a non-wizard story)