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... f the shop, picking up empty crates, discarded scraps, and old chunks of blackened metal.
He stacked what was usable and tossed out what wasn’t.
The forge was alive with heat and noise, sparks flew in the background while Borik hammered on a large blade, but Rhian worked quietly, away from the action.
He wiped down the walls first, scraping soot off the corners and brushing dust off high shelves. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Then he moved to the tool racks, chec ...
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