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... rant. Dust still settled on the black cobblestones, stained with soot and memories. Houses had been reduced to charred wooden skeletons, and makeshift tents stood where squares once were. A baby’s cry echoed in the distance, mingling with the metallic sound of hammers rebuilding what the dragons’ fire had failed to completely destroy.
Vorah’s soldiers worked in silence. Some wore scratched armor, others wore only tunics bearing the local coat of arms—a moon broken in half. Few looked at ...
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