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... t light of a storybook. It was a cold, clinical white that exposed every crack in the Academy’s stone and every bruise on the faces of its students. The quad was a sea of gray slush and discarded Foundation gear, the remnants of a week-long occupation that had tried to starve the spirit out of Valmere. Royal Scouts, their blue-and-gold surcoats a sharp contrast to the grim surroundings, moved with an efficiency that made the previous occupation look like a schoolyard play. They were stripping th ...
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