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... f colonial France. There, seers have built a secluded temple in shades of ochre, sober and hidden like an ancient ruin. Patches of green could be taken as errant copses of thorny growths from the sky. Only by getting close would the casual observer see the care and attention given to desert roses and cedars. I can tell it irks them to no end that I would find the place so easily when summoned.
In order to avoid attention, I have left the Fury on standby over the Mediterranean. It has bee ...
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