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The mountains of the west blazed crimson, a boundless forest of maple leaves dyed blood-red beneath the autumn sun.
From a distance it looked less like nature and more like an oil painting, painted by a divine hand with strokes of fire and sunset.
The autumn wind swept gently over the cliff, carrying with it the rich, intoxicating aroma of Dragon’s Breath Flamewine, whose half-emptied bottle rested upon a weathered stone table.
Two elderly figures sat faci ...
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