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... er roared to life in the center of the square, old Tom, wrapped in a tattered blanket, even discarded his cane—scorching warmth gushed from the tower's hexagonal vents, melting the snow within a three-mile radius into streams of white mist.
"Is this tower spitting the God of Fire's saliva?" Old Tom mumbled at the steam-cloaked tower tip with his toothless mouth, his murky eyeballs reflecting an orange-red glow.
His tattered blanket was smoldering, yet he was unaware as he moved c ...
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