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... bed to the second floor, where the grand array core slept beneath newly lacquered boards.
It was the throat of Cairnlight Barterhold. A network that reached through the whole city, through incense stands and corner shrines, through little golden images made in the likeness of the statue atop the peak.
A copper coin per stick. A promise sold as comfort. Ward off bad luck. Calm the mind.
The incense smoke drifted into the array like pale river mist, and with it came the voi ...
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