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... n only a handful of days since the rain began to fall. Not the violent, terrifying downpour that had once ripped through the palace gardens, but a softer, patient rain, one that seeped deep into the cracked ground as if it understood how thirsty the earth had been. The scent of wet soil clung to the air, heavy and sweet, and everywhere I went, I could see the land slowly breathing again.
The people were smiling more. The lines on the farmer’s faces had softened. I saw children splashing ...
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