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... ghlands and journeyed two thousand miles to the basin of Patzcuaro. The air began to fill with moist vapor, signaling the imminent arrival of the rainy season to the lands by the lake.
Xiulote stood atop the Palace of Wind, gazing at the surrounding mountains, rivers, and fields. Plumes of conspicuous black smoke rose from the nearby plains, spreading like ink across the sky, leaving lingering traces. The young king watched intently for a moment before slowly turning around.
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