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... cious carriage, so spacious it was that we three could roll around on the floor and never bump our heads against each other, the sun was shining through the blades of grass, tainting them with its golden luster, the unclaimed lands that serve as the unofficial border between Kamatayan and Gjallarhorn doesn't have any paved path, primarily because my oh so intelligent father layered his great forest so that armies will have a hard time going through it, he made the place a dungeon, that in itself ...
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