The Golden Downtown
The rain has been falling for three days, a persistent, cold mist that settles into the joints and the fabric of your coat. You stand in the center of the town square, a place that has long since lost its vitality, now a hollow echo of its former self. The market stalls are shuttered, the wood warped by the damp, and the air smells of wet stone and decayed leaves. You are here to investigate...
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