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... ght filtered through an emerald canopy in radiant shafts and the air carried the scent of ancient bark and fragrant bloom. The capital of the Aurelian Dominion stretched upward like a symphony of life. Aeloria, the Crown of the High Elves, did not rise through conquest or industry, but through reverence. Shaped in communion with nature, it did not defy the forest, it was the forest.
Towering silverwood trees, each millennia old and sacred to the Elves, formed the very skeleton of the cit ...
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