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"Not yet!" Leanna cried as she reached for the demon she'd summoned as he stepped back towards his circle.

"The time has passed," he said softly. "I cannot stay."

"But look..."

There, in the hourglass set at the edge of the array, a single grain of sand sat snagged on some minor imperfection.

The demon considered this before nodding. Rules were rules and exceptions were exceptions. Both were complicated.

"Where were we?" he asked.

Leanna smiled and gestured back toward her yarn stash.

"We were debating what to do with the purple."

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