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... eed of rose and gold, the first rays slicing through the pine-covered hills to paint the wooden rooftops and the bustling streets below. The town was already awake—far earlier than any mortal settlement had a right to be. Cultivators in flowing robes moved with purposeful strides toward the central square, merchants pushed handcarts laden with sealed herb jars and qi-infused ingots, and chained slaves shuffled in coffles behind their handlers, iron links clinking softly against the cobblestones. ...
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