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... of black and gray. He rose, muscles stiff from the hours hunched over paper, and moved to the window.
Dawn smudged the horizon with ash and lavender. The temple bells changed tone; what had been ritual tolls an hour earlier now sounded like alarms rolling through the valley. Lights flickered along the streets below as convoys formed dark silhouettes against the pale sky, silent and efficient.
Dax buttoned his collar, the fabric catching slightly on his wristwatch, and stepped ont ...
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