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... he skyline of Esgard.
Not because it was rare. No. Hope bloomed like rot in desperate places—fed by lies, watered by rumors.
But because when it broke, it broke everything.
She watched the city breathe.
From her perch atop the House Elarin estate, she could see the veins of the city: the crisscrossing bridges over chasm-deep canals, the soaring banners of the Great Houses, the columns of smoke rising from merchant stalls and smithies.
Somewhere in that tee ...
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