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Chapter 2: Wise Old Man’s Motivational Speech
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... he sun was two fingers above the horizon. The empty, dusty road leading out of the city was like a grey snake chasing after its golden glimmer. The vast expanse past the mountain range carried no signs of the vibrant life that flourished within the city, desolate and ugly.
This desolate atmosphere was marred suddenly when a young man in tattered robes appeared at the far end of the road. His silhouette became a line of ink highlighted by the rising sun behind him.
Black for mourn ...
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