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... ow fell thick across the roofs and courtyards, muffling the sounds of engines and markets, coating the old city in a silent shroud. Fires glowed behind every window, and the city's energy turned inward: smiths and engineers worked in heated halls, merchants traded from behind curtains, and the streets filled with children sliding across the marble in boots lined with wool.
For Constantine, winter always brought restlessness. Gone were the days when he could take the field at a moment's n ...
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