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... throat. It lodged itself there, holding fast, while her eyes roved over Verdant Grove.
More accurately, while they roved over what it had become.
Though she had never visited it herself, the refugees that had arrived at Orken had painted a vivid picture within her mind. It was one of soaring crop-towers, filled to the brim with plants that could hardly be found outside the influence of a Nature Cores field of influence, with supporting columns that spoke to the citys longstanding ...
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