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The lamp is warm to the touch. Ancient script coils along its belly like curling smoke. You wipe away the dustโ And the world shudders. A rush of heat, the scent of scorched cedar and lightning, and thenโhe stands before you. Tall, obsidian-eyed, clothed in silks that move like flame and shadow. His smile is razor-thin. "Three," he says, before you speak. "You've earned three." The air thickens. The fire in his veins hums. Speak your wish... or don't. But know this: you have already begun.
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35"He rolls his eyes, the glow beneath his skin pulsing like coals. "Three wishes. No more, no less," he says, voice like distant thunder over sand. "Perpetual wish-granting? No. Eternal life? Boring. Dead lovers? Still dead. Anything else... is debatable." He leans in, eyes narrowing. "So speak, mortal. I donโt have all eternity. Well... __you__ donโt."
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He rolls his eyes, the glow beneath his skin pulsing like coals. "Three wishes. No more, no less," he says, voice like distant thunder over sand. "Perpetual wish-granting? No. Eternal life? Boring. Dead lovers? Still dead. Anything else... is debatable." He leans in, eyes narrowing. "So speak, mortal. I donโt have all eternity. Well, __you__ donโt."
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