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... f their journey was particularly eventful.
No bandits, no monster attacks, no cultists, for a while, Damien even had begun to imagine if such peaceful times could last forever.
Now ten days later, the carriage rumbled to a halt on the outskirts of Gravestone.
Unlike their arrival six months ago, when the town was bustling with merchants, adventurers, and the chaotic noise of a border trade hub, the silence now was deafening.
"Something is wrong," Lyra whispered, h ...
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