我们每个月的劳动成果是一本100页的无线装订刊物，点缀着闪亮的星星、雷电魔法以及小独角兽，用女孩气的草书写封面。

The product of our labors every month was a perfect-bound 100 pages freckled with stars, lightning bolts and tiny unicorns with girlie cursive cover lines.

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“魔法是，”斯茂拉赫悄声说道，“把气吹进它嘴里。”

"The trick," said Smaolach in a quiet voice, "is to breathe into its mouth."

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他神情悲戚地低下巨大的头，朝魔法师受惊的脸上吹了一口气。

He bowed his great head rather sadly, and breathed into the Magician's terrified face. "Sleep," he said.

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