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{{Hatnote|This article is an entry into the [[Archive:Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest|Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest]]}} | |||
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Then he waves to Calla, as if giving her a cue. She steps aside and throws back a tarp that had been covering the Retty’s bow. There in letters the disconcerting colour of flaming plasma jets I can read the name: ''The Box of Tricks''. We raise our coffee mugs and toast a new start. | Then he waves to Calla, as if giving her a cue. She steps aside and throws back a tarp that had been covering the Retty’s bow. There in letters the disconcerting colour of flaming plasma jets I can read the name: ''The Box of Tricks''. We raise our coffee mugs and toast a new start. | ||
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