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... ick white. The mountain ridges embraced the blocky buildings on almost three sides. The afternoon light, faint but present, filtered through the snowfall, casting long shadows across the landscape.
The cloaked assassin strode down the quiet street, her breath hissing as hot mist in the frigid air.
A few locals stood to the side of the road, hands clasped before them. Their layered, vividly coloured clothes, meant to keep them warm, did little to hide their unease. They watched he ...
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