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... sky. Aya stood on the battlements, her cloak drawn close, boots silent on the old stone. The wind was gentler here than in Vetasta, but still carried the bite of lingering cold. Below, the courtyard lights flickered; above, the South breathed in silence.
She traced the line of distant hills with her gaze, where the roads twisted beyond the border and disappeared into the mountains. Her fingers tightened around the worn stone of the battlement, and her memory came unbidden.
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