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... ourtyard, rising from the cobblestone paths and the marble fountains that slept beneath sheets of light fog.
The first rays of dawn cut through the haze, pale and sharp, turning the water droplets to glimmering fragments of glass.
Merlin stood in silence, hands in his pockets, breath faint against the morning chill.
He had woken before the bells, before even the sky had begun to pale, habit, more than anticipation. The stillness of dawn always felt cleaner, like the world ...
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