Return to Ravnica

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Jace Beleren held a sheet of parchment up to the window. Huddled between much taller towers of Ravnica’s Tenth District, the building only reached a few floors up from street level, but a cold, evening light reflected off brick and stone through the glass. Smudged with ink and magically marked with his own unique mage seal, the parchment was covered in notes about the code he’d found. His handwriting had gotten progressively less sane–looking lately. The walls of the sanctum were papered with pages like this. Jace wondered when he had last washed his hair or had a full night’s sleep. He hoped the other researcher, a vedalken man named Kavin, hadn’t noticed that he had been staying at the sanctum building, sleeping only when unable to keep his eyes open any longer, not even walking outside to the marketplaces or street vendors in the surrounding district. His bed was a stacked pile of notes, his furniture was odd pieces of broken architecture collected from around the Tenth, and his main nourishment was the gnawed end of his ink pen.

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