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... und on the horizon.
From the chariot’s front viewing pane, the distant mountain rose from the plains in a jagged spear of crimson rock, its sides streaked with molten lines that glowed faintly even under the afternoon sun. At its base, sheltered within its shadow and wrapped around its slopes, a sprawling city of red-tiled roofs and black stone walls clung to the mountain like a living organism.
The air itself seemed different here: warmer, thicker, laced with faint embers of Fir ...
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