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... by miles upon miles of farms, and rather than the high, dull grey stone he was used to, the walls, or rather the fences, were formed up of wood, emanating from the river like ripples.
The wooden buildings were of a myriad of sizes, made of all manner of wood, and in all manner of styles, though each did not daring to grow too tall to the sky. It was not that they feared growing too tall to upset anyone in particular, but they feared their homes could not be overlooked by the imposing sta ...
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