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... ills and green fields like honey, warm and golden, kissing the land awake.
Right now, the world felt quiet to Igaris. No clash of armies, no ringing of blades, no scent of blood in the wind. Only the rustle of crops swaying under the gentle breeze and the faint clucking of hens from the coop by the fence.
He awoke to the creak of the old wooden door, sunlight slipping through its gaps. The smell of freshly baked bread filled the air, drifting from the small kitchen. His mother’s ...
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