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... , with its towering blackstone spires and dark pirple lights woven through the trees, was now tense with hunger, unrest, and uncertainty.
It had once been a place of mystique and quiet strength—hidden deep within the dark forested veils and mountains, thriving in secret—but now that very secrecy was becoming its prison.
The grand market squares stood quieter than they had in years. Food stalls were empty. Soldiers patrolled more frequently, not for order, but to stave off unrest. ...
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