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... h the blaring of a phone alarm or the industrial drone of a distant factory. Instead, the morning was ushered in by the call of the Gallus-Aureum—a golden-feathered fowl endemic to northern Verdia, whose crowing resonated through the valley like the rhythmic striking of silver bells.
Dayat woke on a woven pandan mat, its earthy, herbal scent acting as a natural balm for his frayed nerves. He stretched his limbs, feeling a dull, honest ache in his back. This wasn’t the s ...
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