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... rees whose fruit they shall never taste.
- A Quassian Aphorism
I realized now that it was only on a whim that I had chosen to visit the Alchemist's first. After a long day's weary march, making my way back to a familiar place brought a rare and welcome calmness, as this day had been just another incredibly long one. I took off my gloves and hung them on my belt before removing my helm and tucking it in the crook of my arm.
Instead of feeling disgusted by the rank smell wa ...
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