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... but today the contrast struck Mirok with particular force. The worn cobblestones beneath his feet gradually smoothed into polished marble. The acrid smell of forge smoke and cooking fires faded, replaced by the delicate fragrance of imported flowers. Even the quality of light seemed to change. It was no longer filtered through laundry lines and narrow alleyways, but falling clean and bright from a sky that seemed impossibly wider.
His rough-spun tunic, carefully mended by Enna's patient ...
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