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... the water had sat heavy over the plains, drowning farmland, smothering roads, swallowing entire villages. Where once there were fields of barley, there was now a brackish mirror of sky and ruin. The air reeked of salt and rot.
And yet, against all reason, mortals still clung to life.
In the shattered city of Delphora—what had once been a proud trading hub—families huddled together atop rooftops that now served as islands. Shanty rafts of broken doors and barrels drifted between ...
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