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Damn The Author - Chapter 8: The Art[3]
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... the morning wind.
Beyond the gates, the city was already awake.
The streets buzzed with life. A fruit seller shouted over the crowd, "Three for one silver! Sweetest berries this side of the market!" His voice was almost drowned out by the sounds of boots on cobblestone, spirit beasts grunting, and wheels clattering over the road.
Everyone had somewhere to be.
"Busy morning," I muttered under my breath.
But it wasn't the people that caught my attention, it ...
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