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==Location==
==Location==
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==Transcript==
The following is shown when the book is read:
 
Among all the technical jargon, a note falls out.<br><br>
On summer days, with bluer skies,<br>
I am oft reminded of your eyes.<br>
On winter nights, by the fire we roast,<br>
And I think about what I love the most.<br>
It's your sparkling wit, your wicked smile,<br>
With your every word, you do beguile.<br><br>
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*Great scratch marks of pencil obscure the rest of the page.*
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Revision as of 11:01, 20 April 2026

Template:Infobox Item Aetheric Fundamentals, a Primordial Primer is one of five books that players must find to return to Dragonwilds:Abraxus The Eternal. This book is found at the top level of Dragonwilds:Silverthorn Keep behind the Dragonwilds:Green Dragon and next to the curse stones from Dragonwilds:Withering Heights.

Location

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Transcript

The following is shown when the book is read:

Among all the technical jargon, a note falls out.

On summer days, with bluer skies,
I am oft reminded of your eyes.
On winter nights, by the fire we roast,
And I think about what I love the most.
It's your sparkling wit, your wicked smile,
With your every word, you do beguile.

*Great scratch marks of pencil obscure the rest of the page.*


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