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“Look, there’s no point in freaking out about the trials and ruining your day,” Phillip said. “I know,” Martin agreed. “Freak out tomorrow. That’s when the trials are. Today is meant to be a day of fun. Possibly your last.”

Scott Meyer, Off to Be the Wizard [Amazon, Bookshop, Local Library]

Hermetic quote Meyer Off to Be the Wizard no point freaking out ruining day tomorrow today day of fun possibly your last

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September 2, 2021

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