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... e depends on how the light catches it. But let me tell you what I know."
He leaned forward, hands spread like a master weaver spinning threads of gold.
"The Dark Continent is not just sand and ruin. It is a land of fire-veined mountains, of rivers so deep they swallow the Shams, of jungles thick with roots older than empires. It’s a land of gold and blood, of fortune and folly. You can find everything there—if you know where to look. But still... I can’t deny it. Most? They only ...
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