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... Hailie had performed violin to some guests who were visiting the mansion that I didn’t want to see, because I’m a filthy leech after all.
I was treading through the howling winds of the mountain pass, the air breezing through was sharp enough to sting my eyes, colder than the edge of my scythe’s blade.
As I walked with nothing in sight for what felt like hours already, following behind me was the merchant from my latest escape quest, I pondered aimlessly when thinking about the ...
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