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... g through the skies toward another major city, one that carried no political power, but was financially strong. The city belonged to trade, logistics, and information. Jarul’s family had roots there, and his son had been managing things in his absence.
Primus led the way.
Only his face was open. Steve, North, and I wore dark cloaks and smooth masks that hid our features. I had no particular reason to do so, I just felt like it.
We landed on the edge of the city and moved ...
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