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The Day Ffyo Borrowed the Right Brain
Ffyo stood in the middle of the Communication Hall, staring at the five Ranger hats floating gently in a circle around her. Each one glowed a different color. Each one carried a different kind of strength. She had seen them before. She had even used them before. But today felt different. Today, the room felt louder. Busier. More tangled than usual. Calls were coming in fast. Questions were piling up. Feelings were running high. And for a moment—just a moment—Ffyo felt the wob
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