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... ling over the dark water and swallowing the wharves in white. Dockworkers huddled near the lantern posts, their breath forming small clouds as they moved crates stamped with the seal of the Southern Continent. The cargo was bound for the Northern capital — mostly spices, silks, and holy artifacts from St. Eldred's Church.
But among them, hidden deep within a reinforced chest, lay something else. Something forbidden.
At dawn, the port came alive with the usual hum of trade — merch ...
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