It didn't take long for me to find a yard sale, there were actually two only a couple houses apart, neither looked like they had any furniture, but I figured I might as well stop to see if there is anything at a good price I could grab. After parking and walking up to see what's there I saw a chest filled with a bunch of stuff, as I looked through it I found a folded piece of paper with some strange writing on it. I always liked history and ancient languages so I folded it up, slipped it into my pocket, and headed back to my car. The rest of the day went reasonably as I found a couple of pieces of decent furniture, and met a few cute neighbors, but all I could think about the entire day was that little slip of paper. When I got home I went straight to my room and sat down at my computer to try to see what the words meant. However, no matter how many different languages I researched, the words on that paper belonged to none of them. Frustrated, I looked down at the words and, as if a dam suddenly broke, the pronunciation of the words popped into my head. As I spoke them aloud, the paper suddenly caught on fire and I felt the urge to speak them.
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