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... r morning in the ancient city of Winterhold was, as usual, a mess of fog and cold winds blowing in from the Sea of Ghosts, there was barely any visibility and it would remain as such until later in the day.
The residents hated it with a burning passion.
One might imagine that they would at least appreciate the small amount of warmth in the air and a general lack of snow but no, the air was wet, the roads were wet, and as soon as they left their homes their hair would unsurprising ...
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