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Ashveil... Asheville? Perhaps.

“Pull an all-nighter?"
"You could say that," I mutter. It isn't even partially accurate, but it *does* sound better than "up all night contemplating my place in my own life."

“Now I've read three books on Evelyn's flight and three different theories on which spell is referenced and I have two more books left which will probably have even more theories, all of them completely unsubstantiated and contradictory because sources? Pssh, who needs sources?"

Then the door slams open and I scream as my concentration shatters, the spell shatters, and the mirror gives a worrying ripple like it's considering shattering too.