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... rmal carriages.
The magical variety moved fast, sure, but comfort wasn’t part of the package. Every bump in the road translated directly to her spine, and Zephyra’s constant chatter had filled every moment that wasn’t spent sleeping in the cramped quarters.
But now, finally, they’d arrived.
Foxhollow sprawled among ancient trees like it had grown there naturally. Wooden buildings with curved roofs nestled between massive trunks, connected by rope bridges and winding paths ...
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