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... en stage set.
Gold-trim banners faded by moonlight.
Empty balconies with cracked lion motifs.
Noble prestige dressed in dust and echo.
But Raven didn’t come for the crowd.
He came for the blind spots.
He stopped in front of a small merchant stall tucked beneath a stone arch, its vendor NPC blinking slowly as if waking from a dream.
The stall was set into a weathered marble alcove, its stone counter layered with scuff marks and old blood sig ...
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