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... e kind that settled like dust after a storm.
Sunlight streamed through open windows, bathing the scarred tables in warm gold and glinting off the polished bar.
The hearth crackled softly, its embers casting flickering shadows.
The air carried the lingering scent of fresh bread, cured meat, and the faint tang of spilled ale from last night’s revelry.
Rin sprawled across a bench near the bar, one leg slung over the armrest, a mug of honeyed tea steaming in her hand. ...
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