A convocation of wizards (closed for Gabe619)

Giovanni looked up at the master "I'm... not sure I would even know the first thing of what to do." Again, not a no, but a deflection. He shifted a little under the somewhat intrusive caress of the older man, but didn't entirely pull away. He had the sense at least to understand that the situation was precarious. That he might not really be able to say no. ALso, what Varis had to offer was enticing. Knowledge, the kind he thirsted after in a way his cousin did not. Knowledge that was true power. Still, Varis could feel the younger man martialing some of his mental defenses. What that meant though, who could say. It could just be a guard against letting anything slip in an intimate moment. Eventually, however, Giovanni turned towards him a bit "I mean, I am sure that the encounter would disappoint in its entirety, as I've never been with a man. It must tire you to teach all the time, Master."
 
"It can, yes, but with the right student I feel energised." Varis's fingers continued their exploration, teasing the hard nipples still, moving slowly downward over the flat stomach and now touching Giovanni's underclothes, feeling the soft material.

"You do not to do anything other than what I tell you to do. I will take charge, just obey ... and enjoy. I am sure this lesson will be instructive to us both."

With that his hand moved inside the undergarments, feeling the warmth of the mans crotch and then his fingertips found Giovanni's soft cock laying there waiting. With a smile the Master caressed it with fingers moving down further to cup the mans balls, squeezing gently.

"Doesn't it feel good?" He asked, his voice husky with arousal. "How long has it been since someone touched you this way? I can give you pleasure you could never feel with Marco's hand offs. The difference if I want you Giovanni, I want to make you feel good ..." Sitting up slightly his free hand took the young mans and guided it to Vari's rigid cock and held it there. "And I want you to make me feel good too."
 
After a moment of hesitation came acquiescence. "Yes Maestro" not exactly the most glowing yes Varis had ever received, but it certainly hadn't been a "you'll have to rape me if you want this virgin ass" and that was something. As Varis played with him, the young man's cock finally strained to attention. Giovanni's own soft uncalloused hand stroked Varis cock with a loose grip. His fine long fingers curled around the shaft without pressing too tight, gliding along the engorged flesh even without the aid of a lubricant. He looked down a bit, posture submissive as he jerked the older man off, swallowing and shifting as his own rigid manhood responded to the knowing touch of the elder mage. "well I've never done this before so you'll have to be clear about what you want or need, Maestro" The younger man shifted again, rolling to get more comfortable during the mutual masturbation, still unable to look directly into Varis eye.
 
"There are no demands here, Giovanni, nothing you must or must not do. It's sex, do what feels right." Varis offered as his hand flattened on the younger man's cock and slipped down to cup Giovanni's balls to squeeze and fondle gently again.

Varis sighed as Giovanni's soft hand continued its inexpert, but none the less pleasurable stroking of his thick hard dick. He took a second to watch the boy handle him, moaning softly. His fingers again circled the younger mans now hard cock, stroking, the thumb teasing the tip gently before pulling back the fore-skin to reveal the purplish mushroom shape of Giovanni's cock head. With a smile, Varis kissed the boys lips, then began to kiss and lick his way down the taught, firm, young body beneath him. As he moved lower Giovanni had to let go of him, but his cock still pulsed in excitement as finally the tip of Varis's tongue found Giovanni's cock head, flicking over it, around it, then licking down the shaft to the balls, tending to them, sucking on them before again moving up to lick and tease the piss slit of the boys dick. Varis glanced up to see what his ministrations were doing to the young man before letting his lips slip over Gio's cock head and start to gently suck as he stroked the base of the cock.
 
Giovanni moaned and relaxed. Whether he thought this was a good idea was clearly secondary to the feel of a mouth on his hard prick. He groaned and bit his lip, one hand sliding into Varis' hair. He hesitated a moment, then lifted his hips and pushed himself into Varis' mouth, his hand gently pushing down on the older man's head "well. Fuck. If you're going to suck me off first. Why not" he swallowed, twisting a little, his toned lean body tensing, then relaxing. Varis could feel a twitch in the young man, feel his cock swell just a bit under his ministrations. Giovanni weaved a quick spell, a dome that would prevent prying eyes and ears from happening upon the happenings there in the barn. All the night sounds stilled as well, and there was only the sweet smell of hay, the taste of flesh in his mouth and the sounds of Giovanni's breathing filling the stall as Varis fellated the inexperienced young man.
 
Always preferring the carrot and stick approach, Varis usually got what he wanted with the carrot which was why he had decided to pleasure the young man first ... of course he also wanted to taste and feel the young cock in his mouth which gave him pleasure. He smiled as Giovanni pushed up and laid his hand on his Master's head, the boy had some dominant instinct it seemed hidden under all the manners and kind smiles, but then Varis had found that most people did when it came to gaining more pleasure. He let the boy fuck up into his mouth, expertly deep throating the cock as it pushed into his throat, the tightness there squeezing the hard cock slightly and no doubt making Giovanni feel much better.

The fact that the boy had the presence of mind to not only think of a spell to protect them from prying eyes but also to cast it while having his cock expertly sucked impressed Varis. He wondered if Marco would have been so thoughtful or simply not care if he was seen. He figured probably the latter. As he suck his hands explored the lean, smooth young body before him, tracing the muscles, the nipples, the ribs, stroking and caressing before slipping under the boy and grabbing the firm round ass cheeks he found there as he sucked down deeper still, his nose buried in Giovanni's soft pubes.
 
Giovanni rocked a bit, fucking Varis mouth with subtle strokes. His engorged cock swollen now to full attention. he pushed up with his hips, pushing into the back of Varis mouth, then settled. His hand wrapped tight in Varis hair, clutching him against his iron-hard manhood as if he was afraid the old man would pull away and leave him bereft.

His moans filled the small space inside the spell, but for the outside world it was simply dark and quiet in the barn. The intimacy of the two men went unnoticed, save for the indifferent gaze of a horse in the nearby stall. Giovanni breathed a little faster, and moaned a little deeper as the older man gripped his ass and worked his strong fingers against it.
 
Giovanni's tight ass made Varis want nothing more than to slam his hard cock into it, but he was patient. His fingertips explored, parting the boys ass cheeks, touching gently, caressing the hole firmly, teasing it as Varis felt the lad respond to his expert oral skills. Giovanni really did have a lovely cock, the Master decided as he let his tongue slip over the hardness in his mouth and throat. He also tasted wonderful, Varis considered, as pre-cum started to leak from the tip. He deep throated the boy a few more times before slowly slipping his lips off the hard dick and smiling up at the boy.

"Mmmmm, very nice, you taste lovely my boy .... are you perhaps enjoying our time together a little more now?"

The question was asked with a knowing tone and smirk, Varis could fee the lads arousal, he had felt him fucking his mouth. Whether Giovanni decided to lie to himself and protect he was enjoying it or not, Varis knew the truth. His fingertips still teased the asshole softly but firmly, then as Giovanni watched Varis licked and sucked his finger before, with a smile, returning it now lubed to the boys virgin hole and softly pushing in.
 
The young man grimaced as his virgin asshole was plundered by the professor's finger. He shifted uncomfortably, feeling the strange pressure of the finger up his ass, but didn't want to pull away as the pleasure of the skilled older man's mouth was too enticing. His cock was swollen at attention, filling Varis' mouth and surprisingly large for such a slender man. Still, Varis could feel his ass working, trying to expel the finger, muscles squeezing and pushing, then relaxing a little around it, each little push ironically letting the finger sit more easily in the violated hole.

Giovanni groaned "yes." though his face was scrunched up as if he had something in his ass, as... truth be told... he did indeed have something up his ass. He looked down to Varis, watching the older man's mouth glide up and down along his shaft. His hand tugged at Varis hair, trying to set the pace.
 
The Master moved Giovanni's hand away from his head, his grip firm letting the boy know he was in charge here, he set the pace. His lips continued to work their magic but Varis held a steady almost teasing pace, slowing when he felt the boy was enjoying to much, going faster and harder when he felt Giovanni's body relaxing. His finer kept slowly pushing inside the younger mans virgin hole, letting the way his ass muscles flexed give him access as the mans private hole became slowly to know the feeling of something in it, something hard.

But the Master wasn't just focused on the boys sexual pleasure, he was also watching, feeling, Giovanni's magical aura. As he had suspected as the sex went on the field grew, fluctuating, pulsing as much as his hard cock was in Varis's mouth. The Master gripped the younger mans hips suddenly the turned him onto his stomach in the hay, his hands caressing the smooth toned back muscles and finally the firm round globes of Giovanni's ass cheeks. He parted them letting the cool night air touch the hole he had so recently been fingering then with a smile he lent in, breathing on it before slowly licking it with the tip of his tongue.
 
Giovanni gave a little start at the rimming, it was pleasant but it was also a little 'what the fuck' for the man and his face showed it. He squirmed a bit, then wriggled back "uh. Maestro... uh." he was scarlet, Varis could practically feel the waves of hot embarrassment emanating form the student. His cock was achingly hard though and magnificently at attention, begging for touches. He was clearly of two minds, and his ass had responded to the experimental lick with a bit of a relaxation. Still, this was well beyond the sexual experience of the sheltered young wizard. A blowjob, a bit of a roll in the hay here and there... but rimming was decidedly alien. Still, the young man didn't pull too far away. It would be easy enough for Varis to tug him back through the straw, or roll him over, he having moved only an inch or so from the tip of the questing tongue.
 
"Be quiet, student." Varis hissed from behind the young mans ass as his fingers dug into Giovanni's firm hips and dragged him back onto his questing tongue which dug in deeper, lubing the virgin hole for what was about to come.

Varis could see and feel the hardness of the boys magnificent cock swinging slowly between his legs as the Master ate out the warm hole before him. He allowed one hand to slide from Giovanni's hip to slip around that cock, feeling its thickness as he started a slow stroking as his tongue, seemingly with a mind of its own, slivered in and out of the ass. After a few more minutes of this and feeling the boys cock pulse slightly in his hand, Varis gripped Giovanni's balls and squeeze softly, but firmly as he pulled away letting cool night air tough the now warm and wet hole. Varis's own cock stood at attention as he moved in, letting his cock head slide over the younger mans firm ass cheeks before dipping the head to touch the unexplored hole. Not wanting this to be a painful experience for the lad, Varis placed his hand on the bottom of the boy's spine so it covered the top of his ass and smiled as he allowed magic to flood the boy with warmth and relaxation. He saw the hole flex, twitch and open more and then slowly he applied pressure, his hands grabbing Giovanni's hips pulling him back as the Masters own hips pushed forward and the cock popped in.
 
Giovanni groaned as his ass was violated, the virgin hole resisting Varis, despite the magic. He could feel the younger man twitching, pushing, trying to expel his fat cock from the tightest of recesses. He could see Giovanni's face scrunch up, as if he smelled something off and could see him strain a bit. "oh.... gods." the flush of shame blossomed on the younger mage's cheeks as Varis began to sodomize him, but with the spell and the workup from Varis tongue, he relaxed enough to take the older man. He groaned and pressed his face down against his arms, burying it in the hay as Varis sank into his tight young body. His own cock stood painfully at attention, even more so as Varis worked deeper, pressing in, "its so big master. Fuck" the younger man tried to control his breathing, tried to relax and take the thick fat shaft that was spreading him open. Still, unused to being fucked like this as he was, his efforts were of mixed result. instead, his body remained tight , almost too tight but not quite. Varis was able to inch in and out, even as the younger man's body grew to accept the invasion of his rigid shaft. "you're so big."
 
"Thank you, Student." Varis hissed as his cock was enveloped by the warm tightness of Giovanni's ass again and again.

He grabbed the boys hips tighter as he started to fuck harder now that the hole had had time to become accustomed to the invasion. His cock sank deep, probing for and finding the prostate inside, pushing on it, then pulling out to only push back in again, over and over with the Master moaning softly over his student bent body beneath him. He allowed his hands to roam now as his hips kept up the pumping, his fingers stroked over the young mans smooth skin, his back up to his shoulders, his sides down over his ribs, then under finding his hard nipples where he tweaked, pinched and caressed before one hand slipped down over the tight, taught young belly to find that rampant hard young cock. Varis smiled as his fingers slipped around it, squeezing a little before starting to stroke it in time to his fucking of Giovanni.

"You are exquisite, boy." He sighed as his head fell back as pleasure gripped at his cock. It was as if the virgin ass was both trying to suck him deeper and push him out all at the same time, an incredible sensation. "Your body is gorgeous, so tight, so smooth and such a big hard cock."
 
Giovanni started fucking him back, groaning with reluctant pleasure as the older man's fat cock rubbed his prostate. He moaned, his achingly hard cock swollen under Varis' fingers. He gripped, squeezing, trying to resist the invasion of his virginal ass, but with every thrust Varis buried himself deeper, planting his cock like a flag to claim new territory. Giovanni kept his face to the hay, his toned young ass in the air, receiving Varis cock again and again. His moans mingled with the slap of flesh on flesh, the grunted exhalation of Varis breath, and the occasional snort from a nearby horse. The young man seemed to be at a loss for what to do with his hands, and after flailing about with them a bit, settled for folding them under his face to keep it from the hay. His lean athletic body moved of its own volition, starting to match the pace the older man set. His asshole was as tight as a vice, resisting when Varis pushed in, but locking down and making it hard for him to retract as he pulled out "fuck Varis. its too big. you're too big." Still, the boy's hips moved, thrusting back against Varis own energetic fucking.
 
The Master smiled as he heard the boys words but also felt his body moving with his own. His lips said no, but his body said yes it seemed. A common conundrum for the young Varis had found. And he couldn't stop now even if he wanted, Giovanni's tight ass was simply to good on his hard thick cock. He picked up the pace, both ramming into the young ass before him and stroking the pulsing hardness of the young mans cock swinging beneath his kneeling form. Varis leaned down to kiss the back of his student neck, then his shoulders, feeling an unusual connection to the boy as he made love to him.

A flicker of normality entered Vari's brain as he remembered this was not only for sexual gratification, but also an experiment. Reluctantly focusing his mind on more than the gorgeous young man beneath his dick, Varis again opened his senses to the magical aura around them. He was shocked at what he saw. In Marco had had sensed and seen the young mans natural aptitude for generating his bodies normal magical field, and how it blossomed when he was sexually stimulated even a little. This roll in the hay was to see if Marco's brother had a similar ability and Varis was surprised to say the least to realise that only did Giovanni have that ability, but it was much greater than Marco's. The Master's surprise was so intense that his hips lost their rhythm as they fucked the boy beneath him for a moment. Seeing with his magical sight the stable was ablaze in magical energy. It rippled over the woodwork of the walls, the stables, the roof, it lingered in the air like a fine mist on a sunny day, golden and warm. Even the hay beneath them shone like gold.

Why then was Giovanni not outpacing Marco if he had such a surplus of magic inside him? Was it simply that he was more shy, more introverted than his cousin? Hadn't had the same opportunities as Marco to revel in sexual antics and consciously or not tap into this energy he made? But these questions fled from Varis's mind as his body told him it had more immediate needs and with a groan and loud moan he picked up the fucking pace even more as he felt his orgasm nearing quickly.

"Ohhhh, Giovanni ..... oh fuck yesss I am going to seed you, boy!" He cried out in intense pleasure.
 
The boy was already a veritable wellspring of power. He was not a weakling forced to conserve his energy. he was a prodigy. If he'd come to the University earlier, he'd be the greatest mage of his age. As it was, he might still become the greatest mage of THE age. He had power to spare, like his cousin. Perhaps more. He had skill. he had knowledge. He was dangerous... but right now he was just a young man being sodomized by an authority figure. Varis pumping cock pushed him to the edge, and he started to cum, great spurts of it erupting from his cock onto the hay, onto Varis hand as the older man reached around. He gave a strangled, almost anguished cry as his body spilled, his muscles going slack, a lassitude overcoming him from the intensity of the orgasm even as Varis continued to ride him. His body rocked but his mind was clear and empty, Varis could feel the pleasant hollowness that filled the young man's mind, even as the older man used his virgin asshole for his own pleasure. "i..." the boy started "yes. Please uh. finish." he swallowed, then as he got ahold of himself, he began to move against Varis again. Still that mix of pure shame and pure pleasure as he was ridden, taken, used but also pleased in turn.
 
With a soul searing groan of pleasure Varis erupted deep inside the boy, holding his hips tight as he thrust once, twice more deep inside as his head fell back and his eyes closed as his seed shot inside Giovanni. With a soft sigh the Master slowly pulled out, his cock still half hard as he slumped tot he soft hay beside the young man with a satisfied expression on his face.

"That was incredible, Giovanni, and it answered my question. You too have the power to milk magical energy from sex, just as Marco does." He turned on his side, propping himself up on one arm as his other hand gently caressed the boys flan and thigh. "Did you truly not realise the innate power you possess, or were you hiding it?" He asked softly. "You could be the most powerful mage of the century, you have it all. Power, skill, wisdom I believe. Why haven't you used it before?"
 
Giovanni slid forward "I don't know. To be honest I've never tried it. That's my normal reserve. I think" He centered himself "No. NO. it is... uh. Somewhat fuller than usual" His virgin asshole tried to close as he lay there. "It is better, I've found, to escape the notice of the powerful" He rolled onto his back "there would be those at home that fear me, or want to use me. Being seen as the weaker of the cousins is protective camouflage in a lot of ways. Besides." He looked up at the cieling "If I'm ever called upon to kill a man, I'd rather he be looking at Marco for the blow that kills him and not me. I've never done it. I'd need a second longer I think, to summon the nerve."
 
"Killing should never be easy, Giovanni." Varis stated seriously as he felt the boys smooth skin under his fingertips. "If the day comes when you find it does then worry you are becoming like those you fight against."

He sighed and sat up, his back to the wooden stable wall now as he looked off into space for a moment.

"In my time I have fought and killed many men and beasts, demons and monsters. Some in huge battles, some in solo combat. Some in defence of others, some in defence of myself. Each of them takes a little of your soul as they die. Taking a life, any life, scars you unless you are a soulless monstrosity. None the less killing is as much a part of our lives as breathing I am afraid. As mages our skills are used to defend those who cannot defend themselves and that requires us to rid the land of those who find pleasure in murder and death. It is a necessary evil we must undertake to keep our people safe, but it should never be easy."

He looked down at the naked youth beside him and gave him an encouraging smile.

"I understand your desire to remain in the shadows, to remain safe while the danger targets those like Marco who draw it to them by their actions, but you have the power and skill to conquer all before you. In time, with my help, you could come to fear nothing and then you can step out of those shadows with confidence. It is not something that will happen over night, I understand that, but I can make you into a mage who all will fear to cross. Your only enemy then will be your own ego and vanity. Watch for them, Giovanni, they sneak up on you when you least expect them and the worse thing you can do is fall into the belief that you are untouchable, invulnerable."
 
"and all for the low low price of the comfort of my arse, Maestro?" a touch of the sardonic in the young man's tone. He brushed his dark hair back from his face and looked over at the older man. "I don't know that I ever want to fear nothing. I want to learn because it is fascinating. I want to make something new because otherwise what is the point of learning?" He shifted a bit "though our talents, Marco and I... don't run towards the constructive. I'll never be a bridge builder." He rested his head on his hand, the general lassitude of the post coital moment written along his toned body. His cock, still semi-erect, splayed across his stomach. "I had ambitions, of building a great crystal tower like they say the elves used to live in before the fall of Maelglen. But..." he gestured "all of my constructs are ephemeral. Shields, arrows. Illusions." he sighed, but not in a bad way. "So i'll just have to find some other fashion to contribute I suppose. Some other way to leave my stamp. Marco will leave his in fire and blood written across the south... assuming he's not poisoned by a jealous girlfriend."

He smirked at that "I think the University is my lot. At the end of the day."
 
Varis couldn't help giving the lad a quick smile at the low, low price comment, but the boys words struck a cord in the older man. He felt sorry for Giovanni. The young man had incredible talent and power and yet, as he said, it was directed more at destruction than creation. It oddly seemed the way that those seeking to give back to the world ended up saddled with skills and powers that instead meant they took.

"There are many ways to leave your stamp on the world, Giovanni. As you say Marco will probably live life to the full and die without a regret, you I see might end up having many regrets." The old mage ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Only a fool or an egomaniac dies with no regrets, son. We all carry them with us, big and small. There is no way to avoid them and for some they pile up to become a weight to heavy to carry, crushing their bearer beneath them till all they want is escape from life. Others run through their lives as if chased by an invisible enemy, never looking back, never stopping to regret any action. This I believe may be Marco's lot in life."

Now he turned his head looking down at the handsome young mage laying beside him. For a moment an unfamiliar paternal feeling washed over him and he wondered if this is how a father would feel for a son. Never having had children of his own, that he was aware of, Varis had never had a family. Magic had been his life, the pursuit of power, authority and what did he have to show for it? Yes, at the Tower he had position, he had his authority. In some circles his name made men and women quake in fear. He commanded respect and those who failed to show it were punished. Oh, yes, he was feared, but was that enough he now wondered. Should he, like Giovanni, have wanted more from his time on this planet?

"Magic has a way of finding those it needs in moments of crisis. It is ..." He looked for the word, "sentient, in its way I think. You would get arguments from others at the Tower on that as most believe it is simply an ever lasting well of energy to dip into whenever needed, but I have seen things .... felt things which make me wonder. Coincidence people say, my imagination perhaps, but there is a pattern, a tapestry that everyone and everything is part of. Fate, perhaps would be another way to describe it. We all have a fate, a destiny, but we never see it until it is upon us. Yours, young Giovanni, may yet be to create those towers you spoke of. Do not give up hope just yet on a future of creation for yourself, but also do not undermine your own confidence. If our quest is successful you may yet indeed put your name in the history books. You would be famous for defeating a great evil." He smiled and softly stroked the boys face and shoulder. "With my help of course, so keep than fine body of yours available .... who knows, you might even start to enjoy my attentions."
 
At that Giovanni gave a noncommital sound. On the one hand he was probably straight, but on the other he'd just been fucked into an intense prostate orgasm, so even the dimly rational part of his mind acknowledged that things were clearly not all bad. He stared up at the cieling "I guess, I just have to find a way to create something through being capable. Magic doesn't have to be the means. It needs to be a means, but not the means." He spoke a word and the evidence of his orgasm vanished from his skin. "I don't know though, that I crave the attention of history. It should be enough for a man to do a job and do it well. My father was a tradesman. In my house, we learned the value of work and that enjoying the fruits of labor was the benefit of labor. Accolades were for spoiled lordlings."He shifted, trying to get comfortable, clearly experiencing some minor discomfort from Varis rogering him in the hay. He made a face "I just want to create. SO be honest with me. What is this errand we are running? Why are we heading off away from the school? It must be important to warrant your attention. You can sodomize young men from the comfort of your office." He turned to face Varis "so why did we literally make this a roll in the hay?"
 
Varis noticed his students uncomfortable movement and smiled. He placed his hand flat on the lads firm lower belly and focused. Although not a healing form of magic, sorcery could, in a fashion, heal. In this case he sent a wave of warmth through Giovanni's lower region letting the sore muscles relax. What the boy said only made him more interested in teaching him. Most students unfortunately wanted power for powers sake. To use it like a fashionable gimmick. To impress people, to be able to show and say 'look, look how powerful I am!', but for Giovanni that wasn't the case he seemed to want to learn simply to learn, to know, to gain knowledge for the sake of being better than he now was. Not to lord it over people as Marco might do. Despite the nature of the mission and how dangerous and secret it was, Varis found himself wanting to tell the lad where they were going.

"I could have young men in my office, yes, and young women," For some reason he felt he should make it clear he wasn't gay, but enjoyed both sexes. "This is true, but this quest ... you remember the red star that fell recently? There is a myth, a legend, that such a sign from the Gods could foretell the return of a great evil. A powerful demon lord defeated ages ago and who is now remembered, if at all, as something you frighten the children with if they misbehave. His name is Scaroth and he ruled our world through fear and malice. I could get no backing to make this an official investigation, and so I take it upon myself to at least go forth and find what clues there may be. We are starting with the last known location of the mages of old who defeated Scaroth. I hope, if there is anything left of them, to find a sign, something to indicate whether this is his return, or simply a falling star." He smiled and patted the boys arm. "So, you see, you may indeed find fame on this journey yet."
 
Giovanni nodded and considered. Across his face was the expression of a man who had a tantalizing glimpse of hidden knowledge "Well. Acclaim or not that would be a thing worth doing" He gathered his clothes together, getting back into them before sitting more comfortably in the hay. "A chance to see a thing nobody has seen in forever, and may never again? I thank you for bringing us with you, Maestro."

He thought a bit "This Scaroth? do we know anything of him other than he is fearsome? that he is associated with this red star?" He brushed a hand through long dark hair, getting the hay out of it "Is it possible that this is just some entity that lost a battle or whose cult fell out of favor? are the dire warnings in prophecy warranted or are they the last shots fired of the winning side in some ancient spat?"
 
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