Taylor Brooks (Cliffe)

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The strict voice of his thickly built smithing teacher suddenly boomed out from behind as she appeared over one of his hunched over shoulders. In a way, it was like she just popped into existence beside him, perched like some kind of body-builder gargoyle wrapped in a pair of blue mechanic's overalls. Miss Brooks and her deep, alerting voice leaned over John as she spoke. A devious smile already curled up in the corners of her mouth, like she was proud of the fact that she had been trying to sneak up on her students just to make them jump.

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