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... ning sensation then died down as quickly as it had started.
"Here we are, Marvel, a city of marble."
The cart was parked outside a gate where a guard was checking the contents of the goods that were being allowed inside.
"Just potatoes for the evening market," the old owner of the cart informed the guard.
"That one doesn't look like a potato."
Syryn retrieved his papers from his satchel and held them out to the guard. "I'm a potato from Sigil."
Aft ...
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