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A gust of cool night wind lifted the torn silk curtains, carrying with it the stench of char and the sounds of a city forlorn.
The screams were the worst. No matter how hungry; no matter how weak; they somehow always found it in them to scream. Soft, yet piercing, their wordless cries of desperation, terror and anguish filtered through the broken balcony window, echoing throughout the throne room as if to cast their damnation upon its sole occu ...
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