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... ity of silver and stone, its towers rising above the valley, its streets alive with motion.
Merchants called out from stalls lining the streets, their voices weaving through the clatter of hooves and the murmur of passing travelers.
The scent of fresh bread, roasted meat, and burning incense hung in the air.
People moved in a constant rhythm—traders unloading carts, couriers weaving through the crowd, children darting between the legs of armored guards.
Cassian le ...
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