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... mes from the massive bonfire flickered against the sandstone walls. The air was thick with laughter, music, and the scent of roasted meats, the sounds of drums and flutes weaving a lively rhythm through the air.
It was all for me, of course.
A grand feast, an offering, a pitiful display of desperation disguised as honor.
I didn't care.
Not about the half-dressed dancers twirling around the fire, their furred bodies moving in fluid, hypnotic motions. Not about the ...
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