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... n Clear Stream Valley seemed several degrees heavier than before.
For an entire month, aside from his rock-solid routine of checking in and reconciling ledgers at the Repair Hall, Su Ming behaved like a hibernating old tortoise, curled up in his cave dwelling and rarely opening even the heavy stone door.
Inside the cave’s meditation room, a single glowstone was set into the domed ceiling, casting a cold, sparse light.
Su Ming sat cross-legged on his meditation cushion. A ...
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