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... mething weird happened. Misfortune had apparently bookmarked this place for him, and each visit felt like another entry into his tragic memoir.
Today was no exception.
It was the unlikeliest area, honestly. Riley stared, confused, at the sight in front of him.
Merfolk.
Again.
And not just one. Five.
Which didn’t make any sense.
Sure, other races passed through human settlements now and then. But merfolk? Out here? In a dry, sunbaked town mi ...
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