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... and heavy like the breath of the sea.
Waves crashed against the weather-beaten docks in a rhythm older than the city itself, their foam spraying onto cobblestones that had seen centuries of sailors, thieves, and whispers.
Lanterns flickered against the dark, casting long shadows as the wind swept through the narrow alleys of Wyfhaven—the famed, infamous seaside city of Wyfn-Garde.
Alaric stood tall, his silver cloak whipping in the breeze, eyes narrowing at the small gro ...
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