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... Rain pattered gently against the translucent canopy that arched over the inn’s upper floors, the droplets glowing faintly blue as they rolled down the living wood walls. The air smelled faintly of spice, smoke, and rain-soaked moss—a scent both alien and familiar.
Lucian sat at one of the low tables near the window, hands clasped loosely, staring at the shifting city lights outside. Reia sat across from him, working through lines of data on her wrist module. Silas occupied a stool by the ...
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