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... still carried the scent of smoke. Even after the rain had come in the night and washed the ash from the rooftops, a ghost of that scent lingered in the wind—burnt stone, metal, and memory.
Once, it had been the pride of the southern realm, the heart of trade, knowledge, and art. Now it was quieter—reborn, but scarred. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Nagareth.
That was its new name. The name spoken by every soldier who had fought beneath Leon Moonwalker’s banner, the name ...
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