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... ting instant, the whole of Anbord quivered.
Yet no one noticed. The tremor passed like a whisper beneath their feet, dismissed as nothing more than a passing breeze. The empire remained alive and bustling under the afternoon sun, the hour striking 12:00, a time when the great cities were at their liveliest.
Merchants haggled with boisterous smiles, students hurried across magnetically levitating walkways, and sleek transport skiffs zipped through the sky lanes above. The Skyline ...
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