The Wistful Skyline

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The rain did not fall so much as it was imposed, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the boundary between the cobblestones of the street and the wet air of the square. "Look at them," said Elara, her voice low and rough, like gravel shifting under a boot. She stood at the edge of the crowd, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, shielding herself not from the cold, but from the sight of the...

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