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== Creative Works ==
<div style="height:300px;width:75%;border:5px 1px solid #cccaaaaaa;font:16px/26px Georgia, Garamond, Serif;overflow:auto;"><br><br><div h1 align=middle><b>Alamax and Edwards</b></divh1><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; It was a blisteringly hot day and I did my best to fake a sincere farewell to the Baron of the westernmost provinces, despite my animosity towards him. He finally climbed into his carriage and the coachman closed the door behind him, freeing me of his incessant nagging about the reconstruction in Glendale. My appointment to meet the baron took over an hour longer than expected. After the baron had made his leave, I remember entering the grand hall where a messenger was waiting for me with some terribly important news. I apologized for the delay then I beckoned him to tell me his news.
<br> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, your majesty,” he stumbled over the words, “I come bearing troublesome news from the Count of West Ridge. It seems that they’ve found something of interest near the creek.”
<br> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “What was it?”

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