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This wasn’t a grown man—but a child.
He wore a long, tattered black cloak that swayed gracefully around him like billowing clouds.
The cloak’s hood was pulled deep over his head, hiding his face in complete darkness.
He wore sturdy boots, fingerless gloves, and a belt slung low on his hips, holding a sheath.
But the most striking detail was the weapon at his side—a dragon-hilted dagger.
Despite his age, there’s an aura about him—something th ...
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