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... ugh the murk of morning stillness belonged to Ge Dao, a young man of sharp features and weary posture. His boots tracked fine dust across the wooden planks of the floor as he entered the humble yet orderly abode of Teng Wu, the former Chief Adviser of the Crescent Moon City Council.
The bain was larger than most and bore the scent of old incense, aged wood, and faintly, the metallic tang of ancient ink. Shelves lined with scrolls curved along one side of the chamber, while paintings hung ...
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