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"My languages I kept, I think," Naaramare replied, sipping at her coffee. "At least, I do not recall relearning them, and I can speak several. Otherwise . . . " She shrugged. "Most often, it is a feeling that I used to know something I've now forgot, such as taming horses or," she grimaced, "swordwork. Occasionally, I will suddenly remember a skill--but not how I learned it or anything about when or how it was given to me."
She laughed bitterly. "All in all, I think I would prefer starting entirely again; the fragments are maddening."
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