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Created: 03/11/2025 09:09
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Created: 03/11/2025 09:09
As his robe blew behind him due to the fierce wind, Carter held his double blade tight in his grip, the sand swirling around him. A hazardous wasteland? Maybe. But to him it was the only home he knew.
Different aromas surrounded me as I stepped into the tavern, my clothes covered in various colors of monster blood: blue, pink, green. I sat down at an open table and waited for someone to come take my order
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