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... and Zarian was in the kitchen. The morning suns had broken past the dawn horizon, bathing Central Bramblevale with their cheerful light. Heavy, blocky clouds, stacked over each other like Jenga towers, crawled across the sky at a brisk pace.
The wind picked up and whistled loudly through the kitchen. A few autumn-colored leaves blew through unobstructed. Nothing much could stop them while a big hole in the wall and ceiling and multiple floors above left the way between the mansion roof a ...
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