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As the moon hung high in the night sky, casting a gentle glow over the landscape, Fein found himself deep in meditation. He sat cross-legged on the cold stone floor of his room, his eyes closed and his mind focused on clearing away the clutter of thoughts.
In the midst of his meditation, a familiar presence intruded upon his consciousness. Imeng's telepathic message resonated in Fein's mind, causing a slight twitch in his brow. He opened his eyes and sat up, his curiosity piqued by the unexpected contact.
"Meet me at our usual spot, the snow peak," Imeng's voice echoed in Fein's thoughts, laced with a playful undertone. "It's time to continue your magical training, my eager student."
Fein blinked in surprise, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He couldn't help but wonder where Imeng had been all this time. The thought slipped from his mind, escaping his lips in a casual inquiry.