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... p> Fall approached with the arrival of September.
The walls of Bright Moon Prefecture sprawled across the land like a crouching black beast, spanning over 50 kilometers of ramparts. Silent patrols swept the surroundings with cool eyes.
It was a state within a state, a forbidden zone of the mighty, yet still open to merchants and cultivators, so long as no malice clung to them.
Lines formed at the gatehouse. Everyone filled out slips, writing down their name, background, c ...
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